Lines

Poem:

There are lines of people

everywhere,

Standing and waiting to be

served —

Some long, some short, here and

there,

Crooked ones, some looking

curved;

Such lines of people that must

spare

A lot of patience,

unreserved.

I look beyond the literal

stage

Of lines as physical as

these,

Contemplate the lines of

age,

In numbers that will never

cease,

Where those behind are full of

rage,

And those ahead stand ill at

ease.

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