En route

An exercise in patience
A test of endurance
Stationery we sat
We talked about this and that
Chewed the fat
I had a power nap
Closed my eyes
Had nightmares of my imminent demise
Of sheer unadulterated boredom
Claustrophobic intervention
No halfway decent radio station
Time ticked on and we stayed put
Waiting 2 hours to put foot
Marais and Warren are great guys
But if I thought time in their company would fly
I was sorely mistaken
I’ve reached that point at thirty two
Where I bid each second of life a fair adieu
No longer do I chase the seconds on the clock
Instead I hear the steady tick tock
Of life passing by at an amazing rate
Not yet quite resigned to my fate