Its Not Over Yet
It’s not over yet so don’t get up and fret, it is not over yet until all is in place and everyone is ready for the big race.
You have put a fake face on the screen to accomplish your sordid dreams while your dirty little secret is stacked away working her brains out every day and the man on the screen is calling all you out for revealing my identity on the show.
How could you do this to a poor person that has risen their child from nothing? They had to starve to send their children to school and have made it through the gutter to have something proper and you came back and drag them in the mud so that you can have fun.
The real deal is not the face on the screen or painted lipsticks and finger nails, the real deal is behind the wheels that is rolling up hill, burning the engine every day and accomplishing everything along the way.
I have tasted all the sauce and it has left me wavering in the dark, some are too sweet and too sour and other have left a bitter taste that sends them bolting through the iron gate.
Self-service is no fun when your dignity is on the run; you have got to know what to do to break down the barriers that are causing you much sorrow.
Everyone has taken a little piece of you to make their dreams come through some are in it for the long ride until their patience starts to slide.
I have thought about it hard and long, I just want to sing a different song. I want to paint a new horizon with circles of hope and diamonds of laughter thundering from the hill.
It is that secret part of me that you cannot see that lie discreetly on top of the mountain singing sweet Lullaby in the tree while the bird sits still listening to me.
It’s not over yet so take out your book and look for a recipe to cook. Go over your constituents, and circle all the lions, den, meat shop and grocery outlets, and the Contraband store.
Pick them up one by one and march them straight through the door. You will select a team to elevate your dream you will educate them about the process and teach them to be honest, when the idea is sink in you will invite them to the conference and everyone will sing, the voices will resonate above the sky and they will mark X before the desk.
You must divide your teams in zone before you sit on the throne, each zone will have a group to organize all the troops, and you must separate the good from the bad the and honest from the dishonest and create a special category for those that make you feel happy
You will organize them by age, qualification, education and occupation and you will send them around to spread the message in country state, cities communities and town. It’s not over yet so keep your fingers cross until you mount the final horse.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2023
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