Arrival part I first impression

Left the world of flesh and blood, world of roses and wet rats.
On my way to Kingdom Come where I thought I wont be alone.
Arrived on time to the transit station,
Waiting for the see - through guy to tell me my destination.
Finally there, stand in shining haze,
Everything looking so fine that my heart want to stop it pace.
Unfortunately I am dead and now I am a fleshless soul substitute,
With no obligations to charm my way up.
Children and adults playing afar, I want to reach them but fence is too high;
Leaving me wander: there is something wrong,
That right, I arrived to the Kingdom but it not gonna Come.
Broken thought of where I am:
They let me to taste haven before I will fall in hell.
Angels with wings swarming in flocks behind fence.
I am on the opposite side petting hungry, drooling dogs -
Best man’s friends for the defense.
Preparing for an attack creatures out of the dark.
But after a minute in silent meditation,
I realized that I am destine to the damnation.
So, why fight if you can not win, better save strengths for later
And decide how to deal with this unpleasant situation.
So I petted my dog - friends some more
And then let them wander as they had before.
In a little while two hellish creations arise from the stream of lava,
And start to laugh in front of my eyes and shout.
Making faces and jumping around, they showed me the way to the flaming up-town.
All the streets and buildings in this strange world were managed to perfection,
And women that walk around would give any man instant erection.
So far nothing too ugly or scare,
If it’s would be like this all the time half of us probably chose hell over heaven.
After quite long walk to the mane black temple,
Bitching and swearing at blisters on toes;
I realized that two hellish creatures disappeared somehow like there is was them never before.
Taking stairs up to the temple, looking around for something to talk with,
I was simply amazed by the glare, shining basalt of the high to the pink sky walls.
Knocked on the door as hard as I could,
When you before hundred feet high door, you wander if they or it would hear you.
No one appeared, no one answered. That made me at first quite nervous.
“Is it Satan’s verdict to leave me alone in a beautiful city, full of women I am not able to touch?
Or simply whoever live behind this door fell asleep, and noise such as I not bazzer it.”
I stepped back some distance and ran like a wind, slam into door... it’s were stooped of me.
‘Cause next moment door opened and little dwarf came,
He said that he heard me and were on his way.
I felt like a fool in front old little man and also, that my shoulder is aching and numb from a slam.
We walk through the hall filled with eerie dimmed light.
And strange little noises and whispering voices among the corridor’s air,
In front and behind, up high and down - gave me shivers not of scare but somewhat of doubt.
I asked little dwarf: “What’s the evening addenda?”
His answer was dry, in simple few words;
That I am invited to ball and rest of the plan I’ll figure out on my own.
I said: “All right, it’s such a pleasure... I never attended ball before.”
Dwarf winked at me with only eye he had and keep on walking through the endless labyrinth.
We enter the room as big as an eternity itself,
Light up by a full moon and an astonishing starlit,
Filled with the music I have never heard alive and food that never smelled so good.
People everywhere: man and woman,
Freely walking, talking, eating, flirting, doing anything they could and could not.
Might seems for some like a deprived lust
But I guess it’s not too bad as long as no one really get hurt.
I spent few hours wandering around, making so called new friends;
Until I notice throne with a man, up high on the other room’s end.
He looked unto me with his empty, cold, yet sad eyes
And it’s refreshed my feeling that I am no longer alive.
He stand up and introduced himself:
“I am a Satan - Master of the Dark Side - Son of the Dark Roots.
I understand you are new to our celebration but don’t be fooled by joy...
You yet will fell true meaning of your damnation.”
I was surprised to hear words of truth from lips of liar perverted with desire.
I couldn’t quite catch on to the all things going on,
But after some time I asked myself again:
“Why we all afraid to die and miss train to heaven,
When you can retire at nice place like this in hell.”
Oh boy, how I was wrong to say so.
I didn’t know then, this were just a start of my fall - start of my descend...



February 23, 1997
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov