Saturday, 22 August 2020

 In the waiting room to Heaven

they are que'd right to the doors

they lay about on benches

and you often hear their snores

some are still called wenches

some are definitely bores

but most are ill looking and copious with sores

some are missing fingers 

some are missing toes

some look like they have melted

well at least around the nose

those with jaws mutter, but to curse

and for some well "could it be worse!"

some are only torso's that wriggle and writhe

limbs now tendrils that twitch still alive

perhaps you'll read this

well I'll never know

as my ammunition old

and running very low...