Flip or Flop
if you see me sitting around
with my head tilted down
face wrinkled in a frown
hands shielding my face
just trying to figure out
if I can survive in this place
if I can finish this race
I know. I got it
change will come
and change will go
for better or worse
we won’t know
until we’ll either
suffer through hell
or find Heaven’s grace
if we’re to be celebrated
as conquering heroes
or banned in disgrace
The true story
will not be told
until those very last
words unfold
and in the end
they are rejected
or embraced
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2025
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