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
