Lines

Lines


In this society, I live in lines.

Lines keep everything in order.

I line up for my breakfast to start my day.

I line up for the latrines so I can do my morning hygiene practices.

I line up to exercise my big breakfast off my waist.
I line up to catch the HUMVEE to work.

I line up to get my health care benefits.

I line up in the SCUD bunker for accountability.

I line up for the Port-a-Potties to get rid of breakfast.

I line up for the Postal Office to send letters home.

I line up to get in my war wagon,

to scour the dirty garbage filled alleys looking for Terrorists.

I line up the dead bodies for identification.

Then if I am lucky, I line up to go home.

If not I will be lined up for my comrades,

to pay their last respects.

Any way you look at it,

I live in Lines.

Wayne Smith 2008