Turn The Channel

I dream...
and I see in technicolor
a woman with child...
walking bare foot along a river bank
Her back hurts...no My back hurts
for she...is me...
 
I hear voices behind her/me
I can not run anymore...
The child is  soon to come...
I want to wake up...
but my body feels like lead
as I struggle to open my eyes
I...don't want to see this
I...dont want to feel this anymore.
I want to change the channel
but nothing happens...
I can almost feel the mud  
under my bare feet
Dogs...they brought dogs...
Off in the distance...
someone tells me to keep running
but I am tired... my legs wet
because my water has broken....
My back wet....
because they beat me before I ran....
Off in the woods...
I see a man...not like the others
on a horse....
I am crawling now ...
The pain in my belly too great...
as this child tries to escape from my womb
As if it can sence the danger all around us....
 
I come upon the stranger....
He is Native American...
He dismounts from his horse...
and picks me up....he says 3 words
"You are safe"
His face is like nothing I have ever seen
Strong...rugged...he is a Warrior
Yet his eyes are kind....
"My People will help you"  He says.
My heart is pounding....and I scream
"the child....is coming!"
As he races like the wind ...
The dogs are getting farther away...
Then like a lightening bolt
I open my eyes....
my body is drenched in sweat
and I feel like I have just given birth
Everythinghurt....
My guardian Angels and I are gonna
have to have a talk...
I need a spiritual remote control...
So I can change the channel next time...
for this vision...
was almost
to much to bare.