Writing the budgers [PG]

[Mitch]

each day
of lunch
at my high school
the budgers
form the third line
pacing ahead of those
with patience

people are rude
these days
people are impatient
these days

today i stood,
as always,
and watched them go by
like sperm racing
to an ovum
i would have liked
to push them all back
tell them wait their turn

why is it
the nice guy always finishes last?
is his end just the end?
is he too kind for people to care?

people are dumb
these days
people don't care
these days
people don't think
these days

these days
i'd like to have different days
where people are patient, kind and endearing