Against the Barricade

General Admission - Concert Going from the Front Line

It is an elite few
Who truly understand
General admission.
Standing room only.
On the floor
Against the barricade.
Packed in.
Proverbial sardines in a can.
Crushing force. 
Thousands of others
Just like you
Pressing against you and you press back.
Dancing,
With reckless abandon.
Singing
Until you can't sing another note.
Voice cracks.
Guitars scream, your ears ring.
Bruises form.
Friendships form
On the floor
Against the barricade.
In line for hours
Before the line has even begun.
Alone in line
Passionate devotees.
Sweltering heat.
Biting cold.
All to be first inside
On the floor
Against the barricade.