Taxi Man And Woman

by Philip F De Pinto

She got off
I remained on board

Hoarding the ride
I suppose
Or simply out
Of sheer habit
Or fear

She's listless
I am not

Is listless who had
Every right not to be

Is full of life who had
No right to be
But was hoarding
The ride

Or was it simply
A fear to dismount?

And so she got off
And so she resides
And bucks
Neath the shroud
And I above

Who had no love
For life
As did she
Who ditched it

Which proves
That as far as life
Or death
Is concerned
It doesn't matter
Who is in the right
Or wrong

Who loves it
Who does not


What the hell
Do either care
If they are loved
Or not
Or who is in
The right or not?

But only that
Some body dare
Take them on
As fare

And so what
Do you suppose
The duo owe you
For the ride

Taxi man
And woman?


Posted on 03/03/2014
Copyright © 2022 Philip F De Pinto

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 03/03/14 at 05:54 PM

*Stellar* [very creative---so so sad when the will and zest for life diminishes and the passion to breathe and live it fully is gone]

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/04/14 at 03:42 PM

Fascinating story poem, Phil. Taking us on a ride of multiple questions of which we must look inside ourselves for the answers, based on the facts and personas provided. What the duo owes us for the ride has been paid in full with a good thought provoking piece of writing.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/05/14 at 10:44 PM

Philosophical ride whoever pays the fare.

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