5 minutes to go before they pull the train from the track

everyone looks puzzled, they begin to squirm and fret

someone says ”i’m not ready for it to be over, i’m not done yet”

the conductor strolls through the car and smiles and tips his hat

”end of the line, sometimes it happens like that, we think we are going somewhere and our plans are changed in a flash, gather your belongings and exit the train the buses are ready to take you to your final destination”

there are only two moods, one of desperation and one of joy, for the buses are labeled Heaven Or Hell, and the man at the counter checks our stubs and waves some to the left and some to the right

so we are advised not to look to the left, but we hear crying and moans of regret

as we board the bus marked heaven i reflect so trying to follow the plan i was offered is what this is all about

i didn’t do as well as i would have liked but i knew in my heart what was offered was real