Honk the Horn!A Poem by Moflo
Empty eyes await a word,
Something to establish me. They know I'm good, or so I speak When telling of how far I'd reach, But all they see is that I wait, I wait, I wait, I contemplate, I ponder, think, and hesitate. They stare, and still I sit and dream, Dazing in the driver's seat. They scream: "Why don't you just honk the horn? If we were in your spot we would! It seems so simple, where's the wait? Others honked the horn before And that horn's sound has traveled great Distance, reaching near and far, The echoes remain to this date! Lean forward and honk the horn And show us beauty in its form!" But what they never seem to grasp, What the WORLD can't seem to grasp, is I don't wish to honk the horn; I wish to drive the car. © 2011 MofloAuthor's Note
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23 Reviews Added on October 14, 2011 Last Updated on October 14, 2011 AuthorMofloNYAboutI am a 26 year old recent college grad trying to establish myself. Recently moved back to NY from Pennsylvania and looking for work. Now working on becoming an English teacher. more..Writing
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