The Passenger Poem by Lee Geoghegan

The Passenger

Rating: 5.0

Born in December on a cold winter's day
I was baptised a Christian without any say
My life given direction before I could walk
A school then chosen before I could talk

I went through communion and was soon confirmed
In my inner cocoon I wriggled and squirmed
I advanced through school to the final stage
Soon after that I was earning minimum wage

I lost that job and ended up in university
Spending years later enduring much adversity
I married and worked until I was told to retire
My life force consumed like a ravenous vampire

I sit here a widow, my kids flown the nest
Patiently I wait for my eternal rest
I spent my best days in the passenger seat
I now well up in tears as my life's all but complete

I feel like I've never truly had much of a say
Just putting my head down day after day
It took twenty more years until my heart gave in
Finally it's time to get me out of this skin

Tuesday, May 7, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: family,work,sadness,regret,life,death,endurance
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is about a man looking back upon his life and being deeply saddened at the realisation that he never really felt that he made any key life choices by himself, he always felt like a passenger.
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