Allegory of Change
BY PORTIA NELSON
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.
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 the same place,
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
I walk down the
same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in..........it's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
I walk down the
same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
I walk down
another street.