Below is the poem entitled Stone For Sand which was written by poet
Phillips. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I had an obscure feeling when I arrived
But I could not tell what was brewing inside
All around was complete darkness overshadowed
by a radiant glowing light forcing its way from behind
Surely it wasn’t a myth or a parable
They were spoken words written in plain language
positioned in the middle of sky for everyone to comply.
Two angels held a scroll in firm position watching
the deceptive world straining under its conceited weight
gazing steadfastly upon them.
One was weeping the other smiling
and a third moving around in circles
scraping residue from dried up wells.
I could barely make out those words
but the message was an explicit warning
to put away dissension and stabilize the crumbling world
It expressed that God is still in control.
The weeping angel took the scroll and landed on a rock
She dips the scroll in the tainted green sea water and wept
for hours in the middle of the sea on top of the solid rock
she tore up the wet soaked scroll and scattered it into the water.
Suddenly a portion of the sky turned brick red,
Forcing powerful men and women to fled
Heat penetrating their naked skins
melting their arrogance
tormenting their conscience
and pulling every substance from within.
Men haggling over men
women scrambling over women
powers dismantling powers
forcing the oppressors to comply
and throw their filthy garments aside.
The angles have spoken
multitudes of them robed in white raiment
appeared on land exchanging stones for sand.
©2013 Christine Phillips