Sunday, November 16, 2014

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

I

I walk down the street.
             There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
          I fall in.
          I am lost...I am helpless.
                          It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

II
I walk down the same street.
          There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
          I pretend I don't see it.
          I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in this same place.
                          But it isn't my fault.
 It still takes a long time to get out.

III
I walk down the same street.
          There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
            I see it there. 
            I still fall in...it's a habit...but,
                                     my eyes are open.
                                     I know where I am.

          It is my fault. 
          I get out immediately.

IV
I walk down the same street.
          There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
          I walk around it.

V
I walk down another street.

                                            Portia Nelson
                                            There's a Hole in My Sidewalk     
   

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