The After Years

About a old-timer on the brink of death.

Though it seems he had just died

The key to freedom lay meerly inside.

Deep within his brain, Where he has been trapped for days

Shrouded in pain, Not reacting to yet one delay.

The voice of his now grown son

The last of his offspring, the... last one

They all have died from the family curse

That he had brought into his family.

But how he attained this curse, surely would have had him put to death.

He slighted against his own,

In his own greed he took the life of one so innocent.

But no one knows, No one but the one man standing before him.

The one now known as God.

The one who will decide his fate as a man.

One who so blindly murdered such a young child.

But at that very moment of death is when the pain started.

Its only a vision he says to himself, but on the inside he knows that not to be true.

Hw is judged by his own to remain in his own hell for all of eternity.

For his crimes were not justified by God, by by himself.

Now he rots in his mind - His holding cell.

The years go by, the pain does not leave him.

Neither does the shame and regret of his actions.

But now he may have a chance to redeem himself.

God only asks one thing.

 

"Never kill again"

 

And Gods word is final.

He needed not an explanation for this sudden change of heart.

He was free to roam once more.

Another family, Another life he has begun.

Untill the war had started and the enemies raided his home.

Apon murdering his attackers, he remembered those devine words.

But how could he not kill them?

These men had slaughtered everything he waited so long to rebuild.

So he took his wrath apon them, using every bit of strength into killing these monsters.

But was he the monster?

When he had finished the deed, outside a blinding light obscured his vision.

Down decended an angel, a agent of God.

This agent, was his own father.

"You have defied God my son, now I am afriad you must be punished."

"But please forgive me father! Surely you can understand!"

"Gods word is final, you must die for your pestilence."

And the angel rose his blade and with the flames and anger of all who had been slain,

had been brought apon him.

 

Countless years have gone by since then.

He remains in eternal Hell, a punishment for defying the one man he gave his word to.

He now burns in the darkest, most painful place of Hell - His own heart.

 

Author's Note

First thing in over a year =] Hope you like it.