Plan B
There are rules, one must follow
For any event, to maintain decorum
Religion and Politics are forbidden
No matter the event, venue or forum
You may, however, invite a representative
One in the know, but no passion allowed
No one mousy, and withdrawn
But one who loves to be seen, mingling in the crowd
Be sure to bring to the table, identity
People can relate with "named," special, folk
Never bring a whitewashed fool
Or someone whose fallen from grace into the butt of a joke
When the rubber meets the road, reaction is action
No slamming on the brakes! Just ease into the take
Avoid those who are at the extremes
Too little, too much, the middle is always safe
You can bring them to a boil, slow and easy
Their breath will slip away, into the grave
.....we need bodies....not PEOPLE!!!!
Life events, without connection, discernment
Bodies moving to the music on the dance floor
If the disc, cd, computer program fails, no problem
There's the record, always playing at the back door
Habits, called religion, politics, safety, security
Keep logic from making a run to sanity's red alert
Even when all the events have been experienced
And the last card played, the loins are girt
..................about with...............................truth
We are going to our last destination
With ticket in hand, to the pearly gates
And when the roll is called up yonder
Plan "B"ers will finally see GOD don't play
.......................by man's rules
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12/03/2020
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2020
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