The Dust
Don`t give up hope my friend
You will soon be able to smile again
Don`t give up hope my friend
This four years battle will soon come to an end
The people are walking around the town wearing a terrible frown
Hands on jaws pockets on knees with humiliation
jumping up and down in the second degree
The sun has burnt the passion out of them
And something else is coming around the bend
I can see it creeping on top of the mountain
Looking around quietly for a secret fountain
It is resting on top of the hill and it gives me a terrible chill
A dust storm is creeping upon the lawn,
A dust storm that storm will appear just before dawn
It is coming with a slight grievance and it is going
to cause you to cry out to the heavens
Don`t give up hope my friend you will be walking
in the cold before the days grow old,
This is the modern day storm that will bring everyone
to their feet and make you fall down at the savior feet
It will make landfall before dawn and you must
prepare for the second shake before my spirit starts to shake
You have to go through it all so be strong and stand up tall
You must listen to your heart beat and sing a song when
The journey is complete some will overcome it and
others will not be able to survive it
but you must fasten your feet to the ground and don`t tumble down
your feet fastened on the land
See them coming and going along, see them trying
the revived the old song, but some were just not
strong to withstand the terrible sand, it throws them
into the air tossing their bodies everywhere,
The old could not survive it and the young could not withstand it
The sound of ambulance wheeling around with
Searching above the mist for something that could not be found
The rubbles or the shovels has created much trouble
I thought the morning but it drench the evening proper
They have waited very long for the morning to be done
But the evening with the hustlers last song waited patiently
For everyone to sing along, with face down on the ground
He made the final gasp as the dust swirl around the place
Don`t give up hope my friend when one man`s journey is end
Don`t give up hope my friend when you find yourself in the red
Many are looking for consolation in their nation but there is none
When nothing is happening and the people are crying
The people will finally understand who is the gate keeper
The sun is sucking the energy out of them
But the message that is profound
That destiny has finally reached this miserable town
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2020
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