I Sat There
Feeling the grumble from below
I continued to sit and wait
Another thirty minutes pass
An ache begins to form
I continued to sit and wait
My face scrunched showing pain
I continued to sit and wait
Noticing stares, we all knew I didn’t belong here
The desire to be served as an equal overcomes it all
Close to closing, no other patrons left
I was served, at the very spot where I sat
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