Wake Up
It is hard to show my enthusiasm when everything around is looking so dark and grim
It is hard to show my enthusiasm when the global events have done me in
I have woken up to a brand new day with hardcore reality flashing in my face
The world's pressure is floating on top while an excited crowd is jumping around me
Flashing their camera all over and still adoring my reality TV celebrity
I am still riding on a pedestal flinging paper towel to dry up the flooded land
The raw red meat has disappeared and I only have paper towel to share
Blood is still running in the streets and people are screaming underneath
Their hands are bound their mouth are closed and they cannot make a single sound
A week before today I saw this image floating around on the screen
On Sunday it was as clear as day so I took to the street to pray
Many people believe that I was mad and it really made me feel sad
I had to profess what God had showed me
and the next day I woke up to the bloody reality
Hours later it happened the exact way
and I couldn't deny that God was not alive
I still cannot get over this terrible feeling that has left me weeping
I am stuck in this horrible place and I can hardly pray
Evil is flying high in the sky it has tormented us for years
but the bubble is over the curse has broken and God is getting ready to take over
The devil is walking back we will sink him in the pit and drag him off the track
Nothing make sense some people's conscience are dead
They do not understand the spiritual things daylight is finally zooming in
Everything is surfacing and my heart is roaring
I can hear my mother's prayer way out in the deep
I turned to London for some consolation
But I pounced upon a coward man spreading propaganda over the land
The sun is still shining in my face and I am confident about my place
I sat behind the window blind looking at life so sublime
I am neither happy or sad but I thank God for what I have
Many of you are questioning my authority because I refuse
to sack the defiant man who has opposed my seniority
A pig will always be a pig no matter what you do with it
You give it a perfect bath then it will bathe in the mud in the dark
My patience is long my endurance is strong but when that is through
I will see about everything that is bothering you
You ask me if I am happy with my job there is no doubt about that
I am here to serve the people who have catapulted me to the top
They can rage behind the scene but I stronger than I have been
The music is playing in the background and I am making a powerful rebound
One that will be talked about for ages one that will quiet the roaring faces
and put the peoples problems forward back on the action stand
I will quiet the murmuring within, with a beautiful smile and a victorious climb
I am more confident than I have been because I see something good happening
I am hearing a beautiful tune and I will play it before noon
The song is singing loudly in my head
The room has suddenly come alive and everyone is on my side
The walking dead has been revived
Dry bones has risen to their feet to join the grand jubilee
women and men boys and girls young and old
and babies only five days old has join the massive throng
to revive our heart beat and sing this beautiful song
I got myself together and asked God to address this matter
and the stumbling block that has been holding me back
Have been tossed entirely out of the bloc
At last I could pray and witnessed the dawn of a brand new day.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2017
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