Call me

confusion reigns just now for me

life moves forward

then steps back three

this way that way

a choice to make

a chance a risk

shall I take?

taking time to work things out

first a whisper then a shout

voices calling on the phone

unknown faces verbal tone

anger danger people scared

ringing me as if I cared

but care I do hence my confusion

this job’s for real

no illusion

© Liola Lee 2019

Short poem about whether to take a job dealing with people in crisis…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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