Friday, February 28, 2014

Richard Schnap- A Poem


He wondered just when the world became
A realm of machines with cold-blooded voices

That guided him through the self-service lines
Scolding him if he dared to make a mistake

They seemed to have risen in the dead of night
To greet him as he boarded the morning bus

To announce each stop so he wouldn’t forget
Where he was going if his mind wandered

It was as if he was still but a child
Needing the guidance of a strict teacher

Telling him when he pushed the wrong button
When he tried to ask for the person in charge

But over time he seemed to stop caring
And blindly obeyed his invisible masters

As he learned how to program his every move
So that even his dreams were to do what was told

Bio: Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.

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