Conversation
My spirit is locked in a conversation with my soul and my heart is crying out for more, you have stretched me to the limit just to see if I am fit, but I kept going to expose my stamina and my internal strengths . You have defamed my character with an age-old propaganda calling me crazy and mad and this accusation really makes me feel sad.
You have gone above and beyond to steal the joy out of my hand and when you are done you gathered with your friends and cronies to have a celebrative party, mocking my human dignity; and gossiping about me. You kneel in front of the cross every Sunday with silent words dripping from your lips.
I can sense the hypocrisy around you, and witness the devil blowing its breath all over you and when you speak the earth groans at the bitter words coming from your trembling lips.
You have been doing this for years, defying the rules, crossing border, hacking my phone and spreading my information all over the town. Your objectives are not clear and you are sending negative energy everywhere. I want to tell you the truth, take your baggage and get off my name or you are going to go insane.
They will come after you and shake you with all that they have got, and when they are done with you, they will leave you walking without shoe.
The conscripts are on a special assignment and plan to march you up to heaven; they will knead you out on the ground and fire shots in the air and leave you lying there cold and bare .
You work for you and your group but I work for the entire troop in the universe it is positioned at the four corners of the sea where the earth joins it to me and he.
I have been waiting here for a while watching you insulting my indigenous pride, filling the air with smoke, canceling hundreds of flights and sending out notices about unruly passengers.
You are the unruly brat and you have been stealing all that we have got, and when it’s time for us to have some fun your are running around with threats and gun oh what hypocrisy
My Adrenalin is boiling and my spirit is swelling and the sun is burning at a hundred and ten degree, there is a part of me that you have not seen but I will show you when you safely cross the sea, when the temperature cools and my dust is settled destiny will take you on an unforgettable ride.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2023
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