APOCALYPSE

If the world was upside down

Prayers would rise and in rivers drown

And raining would be heavy words

Of regret, flimsy apologies, misery

When they hit the sky,

They'd dissipate, picked apart by 

Swarms of deranged birds

Shared out and passed around

So "forgive me for I have sinned"

Might just end up "give me"

And when you put palm to palm 

Head to knee

Was all you wanted to say in the beginning.