Christine Phillips Poet Dramatic Verse

Roll on

There is something that you must understand, there is a crisis on the land and you need strong hands to make it stand. The days are moving swiftly with the wind and age is crawling under my skins, I can run a marathon in a hour and then I will take a cold shower and cool down your sorrows.

 “What is in it for me” he asked, as he watched destiny gathered in the dark; midnight burst in the sky and birds appeared out of nowhere and converge in the trees, swinging back and forth in the breeze.

 The birds’ assembly for a meeting in the pitch black night, everything was dead silent and the angels were hibernating in the heavens but hope open the door and a miracle appear on the floor. It has been going on for more than four decade and no one wants to honor their praise. If you want to be a part of the world you have to respect the girls. 

You continue to throw them underneath the bus, causing the heavens to fuss. It is the meeting of the ages that counts and you must stand firm with strong praises. The girls, the oil and the nuclear weapon must be addressed, in the upcoming session; you can change a dress code overnight or you can say no to tradition in a second. You can give the woman life if you do what is right and let them occupy the judgment seat and enjoy the cool breeze.

 There are somethings that you cannot change for they are baked into the game, so the pillars of faith will never be the same.  Roll on when you reach the end of the road, roll on when there is doubt, roll on when there is nothing else to do, roll on and your faith will see you through. 

Sometimes you have to give up your rights to win the fight; you have to give up your rights, for good things to happen. You must give up your right for some people to be free and maintain your dignity.

 You don’t have to but you must; you don’t have to but you must learn to trust; roll on when the desert is hot, roll on when you only have one shot.  

 Keep your conscience clear, and pay attention to what the universe have to share, you will soon get there. Holding to fire will burn your finger, so roll on and shake your enemies hand, roll on and you will finally understand.

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