Oh the feeling
Of hopelessness
When things are not in your hands
When you are forced
To stand aside
And be a bystander
And are unable
To not only participate
But to be.
Since your next planned action
Was mapped through that
Which is now ensconced
Within barbed wire.
So the question becomes
What do we do next?
Where do I allow my thoughts
My actions
To go?
Do I dwell in this state
Of uncertainty.
Or do I choose another path
That will take me
Hopefully
To what was my
Avowed destination.
Or do I use this chance –
This forced inability to act
To join in
And bask in the gloriousness
Of inactivity.
.
.
.
I choose me.
.
.
.
I will take this chance
To turn off-
Power down-
Recharge my batteries
Close my eyes
And wait.
Disjoint Wisdom 