Charge

It is the beginning of a new day... Get dressed quickly as the others will be there, Waiting in the dawn's splendor. CHARGE! Outside is cool and clear... Put the key in the ignition and prod the beast, For it must carry you along to the destination. CHARGE! The sun is rising to warm the earth... Pull into the half-filled lot and get in line, Shutting out the murmurs of those who have arrived. CHARGE! The growing reflection of a glowering morn... Counting the minutes now, as soon the doors will open, Carefully funneling the mass that awaits. CHARGE! The day begins inpervious to all except its work... Click - Click - Click -- The seal is broken, And the massed throng surges in. CHARGE! The sounds of birds twittering are but muted music... Get into the fray before the crush, Consumes all that have waited so patiently. CHARGE! If only the dawn could have held back the sun's rising... Like locusts they descend on the blinking beacon, Incessant in their insidious pursuit. CHARGE! A day like so many other in its simplicity... Take the prize that you have won with so much conviction, Raise it high so the red light's reflection breaks over it. CHARGE! The day now awaits to challenge your being like a sentinal... With smiling countenance you arrive at the counter, Fumbling that small card which allows your exit you mutter. "CHARGE"!