Waiting is such a bore.
Waiting for love, peace, equality, freedom.
Waiting for an end.
Waiting for a change.
Waiting for something, someone, to step out of the shadows and make a difference.
Waiting for somebody, anybody.
To take the reins and stomp out the obstacles.
Somebody to be a Leader.
Our Leader.
Waiting for a ripple in the water to start a revolution.
To turn the scores around.
To beat the opposing team of oppression.
That Person
will be me.
Waiting was always a bore, anyways
But wait, feel it interesting within, everything will be set right. good write anyway. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Methinks the final 's' is redundant. But you stomp so elegantly, just beautifully!