The Accident

Quickpaws
I was drunk the night I died.
I'd had some sweet red wine
To celebrate the birthday
Of my handsome Valentine.

I grabbed my keys when it got late.
I had a date with doom.
I cranked the car and sped away
Into the waiting gloom.

Ahead, I saw two stop signs.
One was closer than the next.
Which one was REAL?
My eyes were blurred.
I couldn't read the text.

I drove right past the stop signs
Onto the one-way street.
A van drove straight toward me
And made my fate complete.

The impact pinned me in a mass
Of tangled metal, broken glass,
Shattered bones and guts and blood,
Rain-slicked grass, and flying mud.

The car wreck killed me instantly,
And next thing I could tell,
An unseen force was pulling me
Straight to the flames of Hell.

Blackness, darker than the night,
Enveloped me. I saw no light.
I ached with thirst with no relief.
I cursed my wretched unbelief!

The flames were hotter than on Earth.
They seared my burning skin.
Yes, I'll be here ETERNALLY
As payment for my sin!

I'd felt no need for Jesus,
When I COULD have been His CHILD!
Instead of heading for the church,
On Sundays, I'd run WILD!
I'd drink beer 'til I passed out,
Or fish all day for bass and trout.

Church was BORING.
Church was LAME.
I NEVER called on Jesus' Name.

He'd died for ALL upon the Tree
To set the hopeless captives free,
But I was young! No time to waste!
I had so much of LIFE to taste!

Why take my time for some old Book
That wasn't worth a second look?

If I'd known THEN what I know NOW,
I'd live a different life somehow.

I'd go to church.
I'd serve.
I'd pray.
I'd thank my Jesus every day
For dying on a Cross for me
To be with Him eternally.

I can't go back.
I've made my choice.
I wouldn't heed The Master's Voice,
And now, I scream in agony,
When Jesus died to set me FREE!

Take my warning,
While there's time!
It won't cost you
A single dime.

Put your life in Jesus' Hands.
Study. Learn His great Commands!
Serve and give and love and pray,
For this may be your final day.

Don't join me in dark and flame.
Call on Jesus' Sacred Name!
He'll save you from my fiery fate.
At death, you'll be at Heaven's gate!

My Hell is HOT.
My Hell is REAL...
With tortures YOU don't have to feel.
Heaven's pleasures you can taste,
But there's no precious time to waste!

Run with Jesus to the Cross
Before you face my fiery loss.
Heaven? Hell? Where will YOU be?
Your death draws near.
DON'T FOLLOW ME!

Published by Quickpaws

I was born in Madrid, Spain, but grew up in California. I also spent five years in Somalia, East Africa. I run a craft business that involves beaded jewelry, cedar gifts, and custom signs. I'm actively in...  View profile

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