Out of the dust,
into the world,
just to wait for another day,
to come out and shine.
Why do we lollygag,
and wait for the world to
approach us?
Waiting for the future
to fall out of the sky,
and hit us on the head.
Wishing there was another
way to live.
We are the gum in the gumball machine,
stuck,
waiting for the maintenance guy
to show up.
We are the fish in the lake,
avoiding the hook,
and waiting for the net to come,
an easier way
to get caught,
even if we go down anyway.
We are the hairband that keeps
snapping,
simply because it isn’t
ready.

By Orly, 6th grade

7 Responses to “Ode to Procrastinators”

  1. Poorva

    Hello Orly! Thank you for writing and sharing this amazing poem! I agree, the imagery is just great. The poem does a wonderful job of making a deep point with humour.
    I have used this poem in this week’s episode of my poetry podcast for my students. I think your poem will be appreciated and will inspire them to write. Sharing the link here, and hope it is alright with you.
    https://open.spotify.com/episode/158hfYd4XIUupqWuIsEINr

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  2. Diana L Robertson

    You nailed it! After reading your poem, and chuckling a bit, I understand myself better.

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