Wait a while
Sit and see
See the whole world
Rush to meet
Your feet
The chest feels tight
The breath filling
Shallow and quick
The eyes blur
The focus shifts
Take the quick breath
Feel the muscles hurt
Feel them pull
And scrape and tear
As you pull yourself
Up
From that seat
That chair
Where you sat
Waiting
It's your turn now
But you've grown comfortable
Waiting
Happily sitting
Afraid of the pain
Afraid of the change
Afraid of the fear
You feel
So you stay where you know
and become an expert
At sitting
At waiting
Ignore your name called
Ignore the signs
And watch the others
pass you by.
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