Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Elevators: A poem

Elevators
Waiting to discover what’s beyond the door
A long awaited chance to see what awaits you on another floor
A toe tapping stance you take as you await its arrival
Without recognizing that what’s at stake is your survival
Ding
You step in as one person and emerge as an entire generation
You never imagined that on this night you’d have to face the entire nation
What started out as just a ride suddenly became speculation
Never thought for one minute you’d be the poster child for degradation
Boom
Your life has changed in a flash, in the twinkling of a minute
You want out of this box, but half of you is still in it
How could things come to this when all you wanted was a ride
You wanted IN, now you’re there, but wishing you were outside
Ding
You step out of that box, but you’re not the same person
Now you’re bruised, perhaps broken, and for that reason you’re cursin’
What occurred during this ride that causes you to wear a frown
Did you not realize that whatever goes up must surely come down
Elevators
Ain’t no need in puttin’ on airs
Sometimes it’s better to just take the stairs


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