Metal doors with glistening white gloves to lock
Not a speck of life in dorms so white
Where with a code you enter and knock
Where with a tablet I'm unable to fight
Understanding nods meet me a day later
A notebook scribbled of thoughts today
I sit and stare at lips and nearly hate her
With all encouragement she declines to say
Things to set and so much to do
Its not so easy for the meager minority
But oh so clearly possible for you
Ever taken a step in the shoes measured for me
Approximate baby steps to salvation sworn
Leaping to a world of planned times and dates
So no one will hate and have to mourn
Shoulders heavy with treacherous weights
Her nod irritates hesitant speech
Glazed eyes sporadically stare at sign behind
Absorbing 'positive' ideas like a leech
I scream get off the norm and into my mind
In a nod i am reminded that i am a job to pay
Just another name and number
In her normal working day
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