My Decision Poem by Gerry Legister

When I get to my older self, sunk and shrunken
In the nights of darker days consist,
But I will not go into this contamination
I am strong; I will avoid it at all cost.

I can see a light shining bright in the window,
and it is coming towards where I am sitting.
Maybe what I am seeing is my shadow.
I hate bright lights, the silent image they bring.

Hiding their faces, you can tell they are slow
I am making my decisions but I am trembling
I making will for all my children to know
I am not worried about living or dying.

And Have grown accustom to their silence
really they don't trouble me, but I am watching,
to see where they go when they leave my presence.
I am here waiting for the angels to come calling.

Although I can't hear a sound, I am not leaving here,
Perhaps it is more beautiful in heaven
I told God I will be late, but I am try to get up there,
I know my sins have been forgiven.

But I am not in a hurry, when I get there God will begin
Handing out the rewards, crowns and gold pins
For enduring different kinds of pain
And there will be plenty of surprise pilgrims.