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"Life at the Lunch Table" by Eric Wayne Flynn

Updated on March 14, 2014
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"Life at the Lunch Table"

My phone rings

Probably a bill collector or someone to get at me

Zap

Back

In high school

The kid who'd get asked to prom but rather be alone

Searching for his zone

A place to take a seat

Eyes burning with desire to belong

Devouring; each other in a big stall

One table split into fifty

Compartmentalized

Grazing; youth sent out to pasture

I didn't want to be part of the herd, I wanted to be heard

Understood

I too am a sheep

But also, I am my own shepherd

A lil preacher, to school teacher

The whole time i was the one getting learned

Gathering data and experiences

The kid, saying 5 "Our Fathers", 3 "Hail Mary's" and 2 "Acts of Contrition"

Homework

Assigned numbers, just like in school

Attempting to qualify things with quantity

While lessons in integrity lay buried underneath us

The kid, picks a table and sits down

He chooses to sit by himself

Awaiting company

The table set for many the like minds






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      Eric Wayne Flynn 3 years ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Ha, hell yeah Jamie for sure.

      EWF

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

      Hey, can I have seat here?

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      Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

      A great poem and thanks for sharing.

      Eddy.

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 3 years ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thanks Lisa and Jodah, i like company but only good company, and that is hard to find.

      EWF

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      John Hansen 3 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Some people want to be part of the flock but just have trouble fitting in. Why should you always be the one to join others though? Let them want to seek your company.

      Excellent poem.

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      Lisa VanVorst 3 years ago from New Jersey

      Great hub. Yes some people prefer to be alone, there's nothing wrong with that.