Sunday, November 16, 2014

Richard Schnap- A Poem


One day he began
To hear disembodied voices
Wherever he went

In the self-service line
At the local supermarket
Scolding him for mistakes

On buses announcing
An approaching stop
So he wouldn’t lose his way

Over the telephone
To guide him so that
He’d make the right choice

And as time wore on
He began to depend
On these strict commands

Like a child who has to
Be told what to do
Or suffer the consequences

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