Cross

He looked up upon its majesty

Golden ratio masonry espied

Flanking stained glass mural

Men astride golden steeds

God beside and reathed in light

A deep sigh

He set a foot upon the cobblestone

The sky tore asunder

Brilliance manifest

 

He looked up upon its majesty

Moss ridden stone walls

Embattled fading shimmering art

Men atop valiant horses

The creator himself effusing magnificance

A deep breath

He set a foot upon the smoothen stone

Carriage rattled uncontrollably

A single cry of warning

 

He looked up upon its majesty

Newly washed brick ramparts

Ensconced clear window panes

Assemblage flocked to double doors

Parishioner stood arms wide open

A calming exhalation

He set a foot upon the hard concrete

A startled honk

And rubber screeching

 

He looked up upon its majesty

Steel and stone bulwark

Faced by mirrored glass

Black suits droned inward

A boy in blue beat nighstick

A defeated expiration

He set a foot upon the slick asphalt

A yelp as cohesion let go

World tummelt he fell

And with a sickening crunch

Skull met ground