Imprecision

Swing down,
Sweep me off my feet,

God knows I need it.

Don't hesitate,
A moment lost to indecision,
Is a moment lost to wisdom.

Wait, that can't be right.

If in caution lies wisdom, and wisdom caution,
Then where do I come in?
When do I get my turn at bat?

Coming and going,
Back and forth,
Taunting me from my position,
Firmly affixed to the back of the cage,
Like a well-worn wanted poster,
But all I wanted was
A chance.