Eat the Bagel

It was a fulfilling
and tiring morning

I had just left
the local gym

This poem is almost
pointless to read

But stick around and
maybe you'll understand

So I fell fast asleep
and visions arrived

A man in robes
looking so serious

"Please get up now,"
He says calmly

And looking up quickly
I see something

In his left hand
A single bagel

"Go eat one now,"
he says plainly

"Okay," I mumble quietly
rising from bed

I'm not hungry though
He seemed serious

Walking to the kitchen
grabbing the bagel

I do as told
And eat it.