The Auction

going once going twice i wince at the thought of my future being gone i look around and ignore the rich in the room lifting up my right hand to bid all i have left silently pledging with my dreams my joy my heart and my hunger to remain diligent never ignoring possibilities with teary eyes i stare and stand my right hand still lifted high feeling like another number in the crowd fighting for my life i cant help but notice the silence in the room as i plea for another chance i look to the left of me no one is standing i look to the right of me no one is standing i look in front of me my future looking bright and appreciative of my pledge then "SOLD" is what he said to the woman who believes i still have my future