Under Observation
A boat called the Manhattan II,
With sightseers on board,
Just glided by en route to places
That they’ve not yet toured.
Inside were people sitting down
But outside, on the deck,
Some tourists stood, with better views
Of sights they’d want to check.
Their camera phones were pointing,
For the scene that they could see
Did include the mayor’s mansion
And, in front, included me!
I gazed back like a creature
Stuck inside a zoo somewhere,
Under observation while returning
Each onlooker’s stare.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2023
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