In the blink of an eye, death shows up
no time to react or redo anything
you can’t take back a single word
everything got carved in stone for eternity
you’re standing before the judge, speechless
everything God said was on point
humbled by the thunder in His voice
you look nervously around
waiting for your final judgment.
You get to watch a recap of your journey
through life, either you did a “job well-done,”
or it’s an “I don’t know you,” it’s too late
to take back all the shame and the guilt
if only God had been the center of your universe.