VINCENT

Well, God, I’ll tell you:

Your life was a crystal staircase.

It had everything you want from smooth steps,

To consistent steps,

To sturdy steps,

To glass railings.

But all that time

Your death is just around the corner,

With the apocalypse,

But you will fall down tumbling

Stair by stair,

Attempting to grab the railing,

Dying on the bottom.

You have the world come crashing down,

For your crystal stair.