The Final Day

You lead your life watching
For that day just waiting
Perservere you know you must
Grinding earth and stone to dust

A sad path it is to take
To walk the road in Devil's wake
Wear it down you must do
Bear the miles till all's run through

Witness you do the passing of night
Under the gleam of pale moonlight
Touring the city of the dead
In boots of steel and cloak of lead

Until it comes the day awaited
When soul's unclung and body remitted
With smile or frown you whisk away
Unburdened of judgement delayed