i ran errands yesterday –
the post office and then a stop
at the grocery store
and as i stood in line
at the checkout stand,
i found myself looking around
at first the entrances and the exits
before realizing there’s really only one door
besides the one in the back meant only
for the employees of the store
and then i thought if it should happen
while i’m standing in line, will i even
have a chance? will he pick me
because of my color or will they
simply call it happenstance?
and then i wondered, why
is the line so slow for i need
to rush home.
can the line move any faster?
i really need to go.
I think many of us stand in lines thinking those very same thoughts nowadays. I have. I’ve looked at my daughter standing with me staring down at their phones and worried even more.
Oh man, that worries me a whole lot more, too!