Heavenbound. Poem by Tamara O'heyne

The sun set over the big black hills,
looking like a good days kill,
And I think it's time we all relax,
before the great darkness attacks,
We all settle down with our feet on the ground,
hoping in the morning we our found,
But I won't worry yet,
no I won't break a sweat,
I'll just fall back in the south easterly chill,
If the cold doesn't get me the darkness will,

But we're all just humans spinning around,
just keep on trying to keep both feet on the ground,
It'll be one or the other, we'll all be took in the end,
but I'm just hoping that the good lord will send,
A big starry hand down from the sky,
and from the palm of his hand I'll say goodbye.