boarding the plane

the strangers of all colors and times
all standing in a line
holding their boarding pass
as if it were their very ticket
into heaven
as if the paper in their hands
bore the message
the one message
that God would read
as if the words printed on the page
would cause His mighty right hand
to raise into the air
hang for a moment with a certainty,
and then
with its awesomeness
with its power
come crashing down upon that very paper
and leave a stamp-mark in red
with words that said:
verified.