Such is Life
I saw you sitting there acting as if you don’t care, I saw you sitting there staring at them with strange eyes, and rehearsing a strange thought in your head wishing that the table would turn, and everyone would drop and burn.
Your sharp eyes circulate the room and parachute outward looking for someone to blame. The wrinkles in your forehead could not resist the shame and your busy eyebrows with old grey hair twirling about as if you wanted to shout, I tried to figure out what you were thinking but you were composing a diabolic hymn and you began to sound the alarm.
The spirit of defiance is burning in your brain, the spirit of defiance will bring you down to shame, the ground is shaking, my belly is aching, and the grain is grinding in the mill.
I have a bad feeling in my stomach when I go boat riding in the sea, I don’t usually have motion sickness and suddenly I start to regress, I have a diet consist of dirt, I also have a craving for sand and a weakness for handsome white men. Something in my stomach is bubbling up and I want to get rid of it before the sun comes up.
The appointment is set, the date is clear, and I will be waiting for you when you get there. The emergency bag is packed, and all the details are rehearsed and the only thing I need is a brand-new purse.
I know that this is the last time we will see each other, and it was ego that brought us together, somethings were not meant to be, but we did have a life that was full of glee, we enjoyed each other’s company and I hope that you are not sorry. I am convinced that the procedures will go well, and if not, we will meet in hell.
He lives a life of abundance in his youth, and a double life to make his dreams come through: He knows how to entertain well, and he knows how to emerge from the bottom of the well; he never accepts responsibility he always wants to take the glory, sometimes I smile when he is on stage; he looks like a rock star heading for the grave.
Everything that happens is somebody else’s fault and it always end up in a brawl ; he keeps holding onto his dignity but the heat is rising from the sun and the message will be clear before the day is done; some music can be played by air but you have to study the notes of others before you get there, or the crowd will shout you off the stage.
Meet me at the crossroad and you will learn the message of old, meet me at the crossroads before you grow old; I have news for you on how to overcome the stumbling block in the middle of the lot.
It is so intense that the devil cannot break through and enigma code; it must be memorized in triple digits, and it will seal its faith and it will never break through the iron gate. Such is life when you are cornered. He will get a triple dose!
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2024
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