The Impending End of Paralysis
The Impending End of Paralysis
In the name of Jesus,
paralysis must flee!
I’ve had enough of being
the stone statue that
everybody pushes over.
Well, at least everyone
who comes into contact
with me that is prone
to commit manipulation.
If there is an elephant
in the room, it is sure
to kick my stoned body over
and press its huge foot into
my chest and face.
It will not let up until
it is done.
Have all the fun you can,
paralysis!
Because the day will come
when I will shed this stony
identity!
I will be like David
with a slingshot
and a rock
and you will be done for!
Copyright © Evan Mitchell | Year Posted 2017
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