November 4, 2012

The Magi

On judgment day,
sifting through
our mistakes,
broken hearts,
and empty dates,
I wait my turn,
when you appear,
so nice of you
to show up here.
I should do
the same for you,
as the Magi
must remember who
we were, though
he hasn't seen us
in many a year.
I'm sorry to learn
you sing eternity's song,
we're all someone's
love gone wrong,
at least we are
where I come from.