Trailing off to untold roads
In the company of darkness
Found a familiar face on the way.
He was likewise, in an off-road state.
They both shared a smile,
the thought of the frailty of coincidence.
They walked, drowned
in each others’ narratives.
Deciding who had it worse
laughing at their judgments;
Ridiculing their lives like a comedy.
The sound of their unexpected content
At the strangest depths of 3 am.
Blessed by God, they did feel;
lucky and favored.
But little did they know
that in the darkness the fallen angels lurked.
A blinding light, not a call from above.
The two boys were on the ground.
The dark tint of red,
indistinguishable from the grey concrete of the road.
And then He descended from above
circled the ground
leaving the bodies,
taking the souls
to a world more peaceful.