Conversation over Air and Coffee

Conversation over Air and Coffee

A Poem by JediMobius

Falling asleep at the button,
like falling asleep at the wheel,
is discouraged
at all times,
especially when attempting to navigate
parked cars.
I notice myself slacking,
after having berated everyone else first
for the same offense.
Perhaps I thought I had fixed it
unlike my helmsmen,
my second in command,
the communications officer,
even though he deserved it.
I make a mental note
not to be blind of large objects
impeding my vision
in my mind’s memo pad,
which has a tendency to find itself
too close to vents
and flames and the like,
but the voyage presses on
with or without documentation.
We’re all superheroes
waiting for villains to face
though maybe there aren’t any,
only victims and citizens
who require assistance.
Teaching ourselves to learn
presents its challenges,
but it is our duty as pioneers of a new era
to establish a self-help existence.
The world is our classroom
and there is no bell at the end of the day,
only a well-earned rest
as class starts again over breakfast,
or saving lives as the case may be.

© 2012 JediMobius


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JediMobius
JediMobius

Grand Rapids, MI



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