Susan Clark | + Follow Poet |
Free verse | + Fav Poem | Comment | Email | Print |

Bad Dream, Let's Hope

All of a sudden there I was being led to where I did not 
want to go, and I wasn't alone in this fact.
Killer bees telling us what to do, where to go, where to sit, 
when to kneel and pray, how to be,  telling us what we could 
eat or drink, or if we could eat and drink at all that day.
Then we were all outside as a Cadillac convertible pulled up 
and came to a stop.  There was a woman sitting upon the top 
of the backseat so she could be clearly seen.  She was dressed 
all in black from head to toe, only her very dark eyes did show.  
I had a feeling she that belonged to all.
I stared at them and they started right back at me and my 
very white skin with so much hate, thank the Lord I still was 
not covered up with the dark robes that would restrict the air 
that was still nice and cool around me, oxygen that filled my lungs full of life.
I was so hungry as this scene progressed, I was ready to eat 
half an orange that had been discarded on the ground.
Before I could bring this piece of fruit up to my lips, a very angry 
man said to me that this piece of orange was full of deadly bacteria.  
Then we were standing in an arena or theater of sorts.. so many 
people were packed in there as we surrounded a stage.  There was 
a lady dressed in a beautiful white dress, she had long flowing black 
hair and as we watched her as she gestured towards a tall statue, 
a pure white calf which was standing upright.   The hostess sang 
a pretty song which contained the lyrics, "we will worship all that is divine."  Then the people knelt down to pray.
I started to kneel as well, but I being very keen of mind stood back 
up quickly a I realized what was taking place.
I and the hostess seem to be the only ones who remained standing 
before this graven image of worship.  I knew instantly what would 
happen if I remained standing before this calf.
But I all I knew is that where I was going was never going to be as 
bad as where those very scarred people were right then and there.
That if they did not stand up and repent from worshiping this false idol 
that their fate would be far worse than death.

Please Login to post a comment