THE STOLEN RIDE AND A ROBBED SOUL

As I went downstairs,

Getting all psyched up

For my 5:00am workout.



See an empty spot,
Where I left my car
Just the night before.

Perhaps Mom came by,

And I just forgot 

I parked somewhere else.

She sometimes visits,
But I remembered
Never Wednesdays.

Unexpectedly,

A nightmare came true
My car was stolen.

I took a deep breathe,
Took out my cell phone
Dialed 9-1-1.

What seemed forever,
A deputy arrived
Asked many questions.

He gave me a card,
Case number, his name
And what to do next.

Called my insurance,
Filed a loss claim
Waited thirty days.

I began to look,
But there was nothing
At car dealerships.

They were all either,
Too expensive or
No inventory.

A detective calls,
Only to tell me
Cars stolen aren’t found.

He proceeds to say,
No longer do they
Search for stolen cars.

Video cameras,
Only provide for
False security.

So here I await,
For my settlement
And search for new cars.

Thirty some days passed,
With all intention
Found what I wanted.

It was like a dream,
The right price and all
The bells and whistles.

In my excitement,
I forgot the game
Being played by sharks.

I arrived early,
With hopes to see it
And call it my own.

Soon as I arrived,
The thirsty shark swam
Circled me, its prey.

It tasted the blood,
The moment my foot
Touched his vast realm.

The bait brought me in,
Closer to his large jaws
Waiting for his meal.

I tried to escape,
But faster I swam
The closer he was.

His large mouth opened,
Clenched down for the count
I felt his strong bite.

He took another,
By now I am numb
To his preying words.

So I swam away,
Only to be lured back
By shimmering bait.

I fell for his trap,
Returning to the
Domain which he reigned.

He won at his game,
Before I knew it
I was in the chair.

Listened to mumbles,
Of finance options
Available now.

Then heard more about,
Extra warranties
Covering what-ifs.

Finally, papers,
Wait my signature
Each and every one.

Trying to read yet,
The words all become
Nothing but a blur.

This time I escaped,
With slashes and scrapes
I have my new ride.

Waving a farewell,
I drove away and
Began heading home.

On the long drive back,
I debated if
I made the best deal.

Was I duped again,
Once I took a seat
That wouldn’t let go?

I did my homework,
Researched all options.
And all the prices.

Noting in the end,
The shark always wins
When he seized his prey.

Leaving leftovers,
He began circling
The vast cold waters.

He did this before,
Finishing the meal
That was on his plate.

Only to repeat,
The cycle again
With another soul.

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