Sticker Shock
Feelings out of nowhere,
A tightness in my gut,
Feelings that I'm worthless,
I'm not what I'd have thought.
A heightened sense of danger,
Real, but undefined,
Sensing eyes upon me,
Or is it just my mind?
What brought this on,
This mental state?
Is it something I saw?
Was it something I ate?
I search my mind,
For recent events,
That triggered this,
That made me tense.
Now I remember,
While driving through town,
I saw a truck,
I think it was brown.
What caught my eye,
As it went past,
Was a simple sticker
On the window glass.
It was black and white,
And said "POW/MIA,
You are not forgotten."
Then it drove away.
It left me in tears,
My eyes started to burn,
Like a mindless robot,
I took the next turn.
I evaded it this time,
But when would I see,
The next reminder,
Of what troubles me?
Terry Rushbrook Ward 8, 2/18/05