Crossroads

April 13, 2018
By , Wyckoff, NJ

RO   I stand     AD

 

Glancing from side to side,

 

As people drift around me,

 

Walking to their own heartbeat.

 

The engines screech to a halt,

 

And many briskly walk off the platform

 

To be taken to their new destination.

 


Watching as a girl with headphones

 

Is dragged through the station

 

By her exuberant friend.

 


There are many who mute their voices

 

Out of fear

 

Out of their nature

 


But I remain indifferent.

 

Neither following-

 

                                                                Nor commanding-

 

Refusing to be brash,

 

Yet still as obvious

 

As a dandelion

 

In a field of clovers

 

 

I stare down

 

At the questions in my hands

 

Wondering if anyone has the answer-

 

To question number three on the sixth page-

 

But such a thing does not exist.

 


Because there is no correct answer

 

No guideline-

 

No cheatsheet for me to follow.

 


So I open my “eyes”

 

As people continue to drift around me

 

In the crossroads of a train station

 


Where I am destined to stand

 

In the intersection

 

 

 

 

Until I finally

 

 

 

 


Choose

 

 

 

 

To step

 

 

Off

 

 

 

 

 


The platform.






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