The Night Of Judgment

Quietly they came stood around my head It was last night, my date with the dead. Their faces were veiled, their presence a wispy flow The room was thickly filled with an ethereal glow. I didn't know why I was struck with guilt Scared as if for me a gallows was being built, These aliens of faraway were not there for peace But had come to be repaid with the final justice, My love they sought, a little of my care That I never gave them, never did share. Their hearts pined for it, I never felt their pain And now it's too late, they're back with disdain. I lay benumbed while I was carried to the noose The verdict was foregone, death's what they chose. So friends love and care, it's for what you are sent So that you feel no guilt on the night of judgment!