My Unjust Plight.

I wonder what I'll achieve today?
Who I'll meet and what they'll say?
I wonder what I'll learn?
As I stand in line, waiting my turn.

A mixture of emotions start to appear.
Anger, boredom, doubt and fear.
Our days are busy, with things to do.
Who has time for this torture we're put through?

Now I wait to be judged.
I wait, and try to bear no grudge.
This is my first indiscretion.
Should it really take this long to learn my lesson?

When it's finally done,
I'll look west at the setting sun.
Make my back home this night.
To ponder on my unjust plight.