Friday 6th January 2017
Taking the Stairs? [poem]
Pushing the button, I get locked away.
My vision is blinded, cannot see a thing.
Routine, same thing again today,
The sudden jolt, I hear a little ting.
Rising or falling, watching the number,
Seven, eight or nine, many more.
I am just like any other consumer,
Watching and waiting for the door.
Another ding, and the door parts,
I am still alone, on my own.
I stumble as it once again starts.
Something strange it starts to groan.
Numbers stop and red lights flash,
Heart rate rises, what do I do?
Calm down, do nothing brash,
Breathe calmly and wait for the crew.
Not again, second time this week.
Can only sit down and wait.
Once again do I turn a cheek,
Again it looks like I will be late.
Patience is now getting very thin,
They should start supplying chairs.
Uncertainty is getting under my skin.
From now on I’ll take the stairs.
March 23rd 2015