Andrew Carnegie Poet Free verse

Losing My Seat

Losing my seat

To explain regarding my train,
I left my seat seeking tea,
Up on my feet, out of my seat,
Asking a near neighbour to keep,
A close eye on my bag,
Not a difficult feat,
So after my sojourn,
I swayed my return,
To find a disabled man,
Had taken both my place,
But also thrown my bag,
Across the floor,
Politely I asked, if I could request,
That he move, just a little,
Something he did with a smile,
His blind eyes turned upwards,
In a shrivelled, crippled way,
And in between his sudden screams,
I learnt of his birthday, 33 today,
And his friend Obe, who guided his way,
A dreadlocked black angel,
Seeing the glory of God's creation,
In my humble acceptance,
Of circumstances survived,
And I was grateful he stole my place!

@Andrew Carnegie, Twixt Reading and Swindon,
Jan 7th 2017.


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Andrew Carnegie January 11, 2017 at 4:56 AM Thank you for changing that :-)

John Fleming January 10, 2017 at 8:18 PM I cannot understand why this excellent little piece of verse has not received a comment...It really is rather good - Enjoyed! My best regards, Andrew. :) john P.s A seven...Deservedly so. Andrew Carnegie January 11, 2017 at 4:57 AM Thank you for changing that :-)