"Phoenix Am I" (06/02/2008)
Regardless of what I've said before
The written words and humbled score
Truth be told I've sewn those oats
That grow in praries and then float to the boats
That carry the tea, the plastic and the trees
To build and scale and soar and please
But me, oh me
Do you dare remember me?
Thin and bone and pale and torn
Ragdoll worn
I've been smoldering as of late
Trying to debate
The pros, the cons, the who, what, where, when and why's
Why
Has there ever been an answer to why?
Beyond pre-conceived notions of "Who am I?"
Why
Is that all they say, when they see me running through the fields of hay
Stopping and waiting for Christ to say
Hold on!
Why?
Hold on!
Where?
Here!
Because ashes to ashses
And dust to dust
Feathers are now forming as we near dusk
The smoldering has subsided and what lies beaneath
Is the who, the what, the where, and the when
But the why?
Well, who am I
That is why
I am. Again.
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- Justin Meisner began his career as a child theatre actor before he began writing in his teens. By the time Meisner graduated from high school his plays had twice been honored by the ITS and have since been produced throughout North America, the United Kingdom and Australia. Meisner is also a published poet and has written a handful of short films. Meisner currently works as a writer and comedian splitting his time between Dallas and Vancouver.