Five Minutes For Reflection Poem by Anton Kar

Through the nocturnal mist
Along the aisle I stepped;
The raven, white as death,
Circled above my head.

The time has come
But I'm not ready yet;
The time has come
But I still can't forget.

No better chance to pass away -
I feel like joining in;
Though it may fail, I try to pray
To get involved in sin.

For it's the only way
To stay, to break the rules;
For it's the only way
To live on earth with fools.