Belief

Once,
I Had
A
Friend
Who
Thought
The
World
Would
End,
And
She
Wouldn’t
Have
To
Die.
Jesus
Would
Fly
In
Or
Some
Such,
Touch
Her
On
The
Head,
And
She
Would
Never
Be
Dead.
For
All
I Know,
She’s
Still
Out
There
Somewhere,
Waiting,
Anticipating
That
Happy,
Collapsing,
Day,
When
The
Big
Man
Comes
To
Personally
Take
Her
Away.