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In that other reality-
regardless of the slope or slant-
one cycles looking much like me
& Scales each hill w/out a pant;
his title states he made the grade
& lessers seek him to sign a form.
He managed his financial aid
stayed in school, endured the dorm;
commands particular stadium seating
while mantel sags w/ just rewards,
can smoke but doesn’t @ those meetings
presentable in jeans or cords;
flustered friends await his blessing,
the show can’t start ‘till he arrives,
a frightened child craves his caressing,
that reassurance he Provides.
In that other reality
the sun shines brightest on my street.
We all feel hear & plainly see
(each standing on our own true feat)
just how much worse it all could be.
Cretan Maineiac
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Ewigi Liebe (1/9/2008 4:43:00 PM)
Fascinatingly enough, all that is required is business leadership in any form, no matter how modest, and simply a self-proclamation that greed and self-centeredness reign supreme as guidance for life, no matter the howling pain or lakes of blood that follow. The American business norm is to love all this, baby, go for it. It was bought and paid for, it’s been this way for 30 years, go on now, put some children on the street and buy a yacht, you earned it. You just say you earned it, that’s really how it works, we made it normal. great verse here, and you always find an interesting poem to write..well penned. |
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