Behind the Door
There is still aggression hiding behind the door, you have to prepare yourself before you land on the shore; wear long boots to cover your knees and a recipe of courage to walk firmly on your feet. Not everyone embrace this thing, many of them are hiding underneath their skins, and they are too timid to crawl out on the floor least their shimmy expose their dancing shoe and throw them out the door.
Not everybody embrace this thing; you have to take it with a wide grin and add sugar and spice to usher it in. I could tell from the minute you walked through the door and your stockings caught into the car door, your every move was captured on the sliding screen and you made a spectacle out of the scene. You must now go and find the man with the derailed dream, and tell him to raise his glass towards the unprovoked sun and make his way to the battle front and leave the town before the day is done. What on earth has he done?
The day went by and I did not hear a single cry except for the noise coming from the churches, and the people running around with their stares and gazes, working hard to keep their sanity intact. And now the day is winding down and some people are moving out of town. You over there and you up there will definitely have to move to live the lifestyle that you choose. Foxes and hens cannot live together and pigeons and parrots cannot live in the same cage.
You must build the town that you choose and when you come, you have to wear a different pair of shoes; you have to put up your spikes for the running track and save your football shoes for the giant mule. Your tennis rocket will go hand in hand and your gulf dynasty will evolve out of the land. You will teach basketball to the natives and you will open several basket ball courts in country town and city, you will get the youths engaged to enter the second phase.
We will break even at the garage gate and you will buy your tickets for the basket ball games before it is too late. Don’t romance with the natives when you enter the town, you must have your wives and husbands to sign the petition where ever you are bound.
You can be friendly with them but stay far from the lions den. Never meet with them in private and always conduct your business in public and stay far from the bushes and lonely curves and never walk alone in the middle of the night. When you open the door, push it way inside least someone is standing there to give you a terrible fright.
You must have a solid foundation to install your bed and a comfortable place to lay your head. You must always look behind the door and observe the space around the floor and don’t let anyone walk over you
Tension is mounting and the branches are waving high in the sky and a multitude is coming to town, you must be polite to them and exchange your gown for a friendly frown.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2023
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