There's a Hole in My Sidewalk

By Portia Nelson

I walk down the street.
     There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
      I fall in.
      I am lost...I am helpless.
      It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.
      There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
      I pretend I don't see it.
      I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
                But, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
      There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
      I see it is there.
      I still fall in...It's a habit...but,
               My eyes are open.
               I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.
     There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
     I walk around it.

I walk down another street.