Weep For Your Son
So powerful yet so vulnerable
So mighty but so weak
A life of grandeur and dominance
embodied with greed and abundance
is drawing to a close by its own arrogance
I could see everything from all angle
All wrapped up within one giant circle
Connecting the bold dots on the external triangle
This morning I sat on the big fearless rock
Watching the silent river flowing in the deep
For a while everything was dead silent
And I could hear my own breath and my heart throbbing
The trees were silent too and there wasn't a touch of breeze
It felt like a big ceremony was happening way out in the deep
Water flowed peacefully under the old bridge
and the birds flew to and fro the ridge, murmuring
I could sense that something sad was about to happen
My mother used to tell that silent river runs deep
and the quite ones are usually the most dangerous ones
I sat there staring in the water praying that it will remain calm
But all of a sudden something more powerful than me began
raging in the trees causing a turbulent commotion
And shouting cars start parading up and down the street
The bird thunderous voice kept screaming in the trees
Forcing me to pack up and quickly take my leave
I headed towards the East staring directly into the morning sun
lamenting my discomforts but it had a message for me before the day began
After hearing my case it buried itself under the thick blue sky
The scent of fresh flowers circulated the atmosphere
And I found myself in three different spots picking flowers far and near
They had the same color the same smell and the same truth
The sun came out from under the tempestuous sky
with a ferocious energy that lit up the entire sky
I could literally feel it scorching my face oh what a big disgrace
I lie on the grass in front of the big round pond
watching the sun emitting its woeful verdict
King Nebuchadnezzar has boasted of building the great Babylon
by his own mighty power, for himself and his patrons
But he was driven away from power and lived
with wild animals and eat grass until he was humbled
I got up suddenly and stared at the water in front of me
And saw one duck swimming in big wide pond
Mother duck circled around the pond
swimming up and down and quacking merrily around
Quack
Quack
Quack
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2017
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