Wait Your Turn Poem by Seymour Shubin

Wait Your Turn Poem

Where j’all go?

It’s not my language, that, but it just came out.

It needs a bigger language than my own.

So many gone.

All, in fact.

The whole gang.

All the guys, and more.

Tell me, where j’all go?

And why not me?

Shh, shh

Just wait your turn.




Wait Your Turn Poem Seymour Shubin 2012

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