Rob Schackne #959 - Down The Gates Of Heaven (redux)

Down The Gates Of Heaven


Imagine that you're there
tank filled with nervous soldiers
the square filled with friends
relatives weeping and shouting

You're holding a book-bag
imagine what you've got

For one reason move from the edge
angry and scared and trembling
but you don't go there very fast
every other step is wrong—

And your reason's getting shorter
till suddenly you're stopped
in front of the whole wide world
loud speakers and flashes

An American reporter almost
wins a Pulitzer for this shot

In your bag there's a long letter
from a very lovely gentle girl
memories of the time you spent
inside her special light—

Now the light looks different
you will not allow this tank to pass
you're going to take an extra breath
you take the extra breath