The Blind Swimmer
The protocol when swimming
Is to circle in a lane.
At least that’s what my husband says;
From swimming I refrain.
You swim a lap and touch the wall
Then circle and return,
As all new members in the pool
Will very quickly learn.
The lanes are also designated
For the fast or slow
Or in-between and every swimmer
Knows where he should go.
Yet sometimes, in the slow lane,
Someone’s sticking to the side.
The rules of circling around
He simply won’t abide.
He bumps the other swimmers
Who, at first, all seem to mind,
Until they figure out that this
Is someone who is blind.
So what should the solution be?
Accommodations made?
The needs of one surpassing all
When justice has been weighed?
I have no answer, but opinions
Certainly will clash,
The end result most likely
Passed along with quite a splash.
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