say hello to heaven in poetry

the heroes are all dying now
and all of the villains too
the fate of whatever is next
as scary as this must sound
comes down to me and you
if we act and how we choose

tacking my sails straight into the storm
that’s how it has always been
that’s the only way that I say warm
straight into the heart of it
that’s how I get home

I’ve dodged tornadoes twice in my life
uprooting and throwing trees in Syracuse
at the movies in Little Falls when one
knocked a chunk of a shopping centre loose
maybe a car crash some day
maybe cancer
maybe diabetes
but the rain will not undo me
I’ll always be safe and warm
when I’m heading to the heart of the storm

if we act and how we choose
comes down to me and you
as scary as this must sound
the fate of whatever is next
comes down to whether we will
be villains heroes or abstain
if we can manage to
be our level best