Loophole

Flames all around growing hotter and higher.

Locking himself in the room, pacing frantically,

The man with a past falls to his knees,

Begging, if he’d please.

Sweat and tears,

A pounding heart.

The prince of darkness approaches.

Out the door, and through the street,

Running faster than ever before,

Looking for a place of worship.

He takes a short cut through a dark alley,

Stopping for directions.

Asked for all his belongings,

With a gun pointed to head,

He takes advantage of the situation,

Refusing to give in.

A bullet to the head.

A free ticket to salvation.

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