Take A Piece Of My Heart
If I should breathe the last breath would you come and choke me to death? If I should climb to the top of the tree would you come and rescue me? My bones and muscles are speaking to me and courage is resting on my knees and I can feel the other side crying out for me.
Whispers of hope are flying around and benevolence is nowhere to be found but with determination I am onward bound; a sudden enlightenment breaks out in the middle of the sky so I know that it is not yet time for me to die. I have cleaned up the entire street and dismantle the garbage heap and all the birds have migrated and a new administration is coming to town and the Grizzly bears are dancing around.
Somewhere in the village below, I can hear them calling out for help; while the bells are tolling and anxiety is growing and the smell of incense perfumed the atmosphere, something peculiar is drawing near and the feeling of death floods the street rumbling my heart .People start running around looking for a staff and a crown.
And in a little house not far square the little lying in her crib waiting on death, and wonders aimlessly what life would be like if she was given another chance to live and she hums a little hymn and ask God to forgive her of her sins and all of a sudden something touches the sky and the universe replies.
If I give you a piece of my heart would we live like heart to heart? If I give you a piece of my heart, would you be loyal from the start? I know that a piece of you is inside me, I breathe when you breathe and I sing when you sing and that is how I know that you are living.
I have given a piece of my heart to the little girl that plays the harp, I want her to live and sing and fill the globe with modern hymn; the petri dish is in the operating room and she lies still on the bed while the heavens watches over her head.
And the surgeon moves his hand up and down while destiny moves quietly around. When she opens her eye I could see a thankful smile and I could feel a piece of her beating inside me and the room suddenly burst in flame with surgeon, doctors and nurses giving praise and calling out her name.
Take a piece of my heart and live.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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