In Case Of Fire

A poem about the futility of rules in times of peril.

As the building collapses

You've thrown away your grace

Your dignity lies shattered

On the broken, bloodied steps.

 

As the building collapses

Old problems again arise

DO NOT USE ELEVATOR you are reprimanded

As your world falls down

 

Down

 

Down into a pile of fear

Strewn about carelessly by

An unforgiving god's capricious hand

And the administrators sit laughing.

 

They told you not to run in the building;

Force of habit kept you going slowly;

No smoking in the lobby

But that's not stoppoing the buillding now.

 

As the building collapses

You know that it's too late

To do the things you've wanted

But hadn't the permission to complete.

 

While you're running from an enemy

What will ettiquette bring you now?

 

But in a way I know why you still

Stand there and say please and thank you;

For the building has collapsed, yet

You must go on, so you cling

To all that's left.

Author's Note

I just wrote this and I'm a bit sleepy so ignore minor errors. Major errors I'd never allow myself; please yell at me for them.