|Slice of Life Tuesdays|
Have you had the door slammed in you face?
With one movement they take you and erase.
You may have a dream which to you is so real
but they look at it and scoff like they feel.
Email after email, you get passed around like a cold.
Maybe you'll get a meeting where nothing will enfold.
You find yourself repeating key words like an incantation.
But they just look through you like an old quotation.
We could be saving young lives today.
We could be the ones showing the broken the way.
But instead your coffee is too hot.
You think about reading my email....you go with not.
I will grasp at straws and something will stick.
Pulling them away from ledges before things get drastic.