Up & Out

Sat, 04/08/2017 - 02:45 -- nobbaym

Left and right, front and back people

Stand there. Inching closer to the doors that

Slide. All for

Saving their legs. The ding

Sounds a high pictched tone. A 

Sudden jolt forward, everyone ushers

Strategically inside. Pushing,

Shoving,

Shifting until no more bodies can fit.

Some are left outside the doors to walk.

Safely packed in as the thick metal planks

Shut. The chamber lifts up & up & up 

Skipping floors until the daylight 

Seeps through the clear back wall. 

Stepping out onto the pavement, no longer 

Suffocating. 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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