Once upon a time, I was a fly upon a wall
Flying to and fro, able to see and hear it all
Deals being made and secrets that were told,
Gossip from the young and stories of the old,
There was nothing that was safe, nothing I did not know
Until that fateful day, when I spied that faint blue glow.
Drawn to it I was, that beacon in the night.
As my friends all cried out, “Don’t go into that light.”
Ignoring their pleas and cries I said, “I got this y’all”
And thus ended my time as a fly upon a wall…
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Fly on the Wall.”