The Stench
I woke up this morning with courage over my back and wisdom in my hat
I was determined to put an end to the sneaky kangaroo rats
No one had done me anything but I was reeling from within
I was carrying someone else’s weight and I felt alienate
But this morning the sun began to shine because Jesus was on my mind
And I was ready to scale the next hurdle and eliminate the residual burden
There was no turning back I am determined to give it all that I’ve got
I completed my morning devotion and went back to bed
But the full moon hiding and drifting under the clouds
Kept shifting over the watershed forcing me prematurely out of bed
I felt as if I had something urgent to do before I could get that break through
I grabbed my bike from the front balcony and forget about the formality
I hurried through the old wooden door, down the concrete pavement and started to implore
I took a shortcut through the north road to unburden the workload and I felt
Something intriguing descending upon me. It made me feel fresh
I headed towards the West gate but something forced me unto the tracks
I rode around the mini stadium three times with a clear and concise mind
I felt the divine close to me and something started to propel me
I kept going faster and faster and I felt like a speeding helicopter
I do not know where I got all of that power, I got stronger and stronger
I leaped up the steps without losing a breath, I felt like leaping
The energy kept bubbling up inside and my soul was satisfied
I left the stadium and continued my journey towards the west but
The gate was not opened yet
I went through the south gate and powered down the road
I had no specific destination in mind, I was just obeying the divine
I was heading towards the west but every sign I saw said east
The morning was still and few people were in the street
Cars lined up on both sides of the street and the tall concrete buildings
Spilled the sleeping lights from within
It is supposed to be the Mid-Autumn festival but everything was quiet as a lamb
No Uncle Sam, no program, and I could not find my friend from Amsterdam
I kept going towards the end of the road and the east turned into south
I journeyed towards the roundabout and my spirit began to shout
Amen, hallelujah, no drama, no disaster
The road was clear and I had nothing to fear
The south turned into north and I was in the vicinity of the train station
I have never been on this side of heaven
Different food, different fools, different mood
I have finally trampled over the multitude and regained my solitude
I felt a heavy burden lifted off my head so I made a u-turn
And headed back home, I felt as though I was retracing my steps
And there was something that I have not discovered yet
I went back the same way I came but when I reached the
Big garbage heap I suddenly pivot up the hill, cut through the park
And entered the other side of town.
I didn’t know why I made that move, but it was a brilliant countermove
It took me closer to my destination, overturned the evil indignation
And catapult my polls up to the heavens
I felt comfortable on that other side of town
because not many people were around and there was no one to frown
I continued my journey until I reach the crossroads and I could read the codes
I have never been to this place before four traffic lights hang from the post
And four roads twirling round and round with little side roads attached to them
This is where the details resides
“What do I do now?” I whispered inside
I did not know which way to turn
So I stopped my bicycle and looked around for a while
Then I obeyed and follow my spiritual guide
I went in the middle of the cross road
And stood on a block and raised my hands above my head
All of a sudden I knew exactly where to go
I rode quickly up the hill and in minutes I was going in the right direction
I went back to the other side of town and got down to business
I headed towards the real east and all of a sudden a big rat
came in-front of me, it had nowhere to hide so it ran back to the garbage at the side
I rode over the entire town but not a sign that says west was to be found
As I headed towards the East my breast began to increase
passion was running inside and I felt the Holy Spirit by my side
The big sun stood over my head and drenched me with passion from heaven
I parked my bike on the roadside in-front of the public tennis court and began to write
But I did not know that someone was watching me from the other side
I held up my head briefly and woman in a brown dress smiled and greeted me merrily
I extended my gratitude and continued to write
I rode down the road and the black car that was parked on the other side drove in front of me and made a u-turn
I made a u-turn too and headed home
While I was powering away a garbage truck suddenly came my way
It rumbled around the town leaving a bad stench behind it
But I could stomach it and I kept riding behind it
I quickly got away from it and at no point did I spit
The man in the black car that was watching me
Parked secretly in the corner of the garbage bins
And the garbage truck was parked in front of him
Oh what a wimp! He was spreading the stench in town
But I exposed him and forced him out of the town
I rode away from them and finally I could breathe fresh air again
The sun is in the position where it belongs
But there was no sign that says west on the other side of town
North, South, and East are all positioned in the west
I can read the street signs, I am not blind.
The stench is hiding under my feet
step on it and the journey will be complete.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2018
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