Waiting
June 23 2008


What does it come to
adding-up the time;
waiting in line,
waiting for your luck to change,
waiting in the rain?

You were once eager, unfazed,
pacing impatiently.
Sometimes, they’d hold your place,
or save a cold plate of leftovers.
And after a while, it started to grate,
hearing “take a number”
“hurry-up and wait.”
And then, you gave in to laziness,
arriving too late
making mistakes
deferring the necessary changes.

And in the end, you were left,
with the same old questions
the answers unsaid.
After so many years of waiting, hopeful
you were sure the revelation was near,
but nothing’s become any clearer.

If only you’d stayed
impatient,
pushing your way in to the front of the line;
had lived for today
instead of waiting to die.