My Life as the Game Ball

The ref lobs me in the air

as the game begins.

I am slammed

     against the hard floor

and hurled

     through the air.

I’m tossed

       fumbled

       pushed down court.

I  roll away

     as they chase after me.

Frightened,

I roll faster

and further. 

All of the sudden I am

     pounced on

and embraced tightly.

A whistle sounds

and I am released.

I race

     down

         court

guided by fingertips.

I

  bank

     off

       the glass

            And

            slide

            through

            the net

The buzzer sounds

And I’m finally set free

Now I rest safely on the rack

Awaiting the next game