Tragedy Spun Into Greatness Strategy

Tarry not, worry not, hurry not When fountains of fears Overwhelm the dot and clot Congealing in tears That rain rivers On your serene court As hope shivers and quivers At the prospect rot Decomposes the serenity For which you long As sagacity and unity Sound a garrulous gong Whose register at Easter Diminishes and swishes Gallumphs in the toaster That processes dishes Whose meal and deal In a dead letter Feel empty as the seal Of clutter and slaughter Draw nigh Breathing hard on the dream To fly you high Not on the surface of a saline stream But on wings of glory To implement God’s plan Spelling and telling the story Injected in the clan God assembles In readiness To turn your brambles Into a feast of happiness and witness As God metamorphoses the tragedy You undergo Into the strategy That realizes your greatness goal.