Fly High, Phoenix Poem by John Sensele

Phoenix, slither from jaws of defeat
That pins your back against impregnable obstacles
But don't you ever quit
For towards you are flying God's miracles.

Phoenix, arise from the floor
Summon from deep within you
Stamina and resolve to claw
Your way back to the front of the queue.

Phoenix, God denies inserting a fullstop
To signal your discomfiture
But instead God has given you a chance to pop
A surprise blow that wipes away opponent's decadent culture.

Phoenix, although detractors have written you off
Based on natural calculations
God's intervention is enough
To nullify their machinations.