Orlando Belo

Gold Star - 14,532 Points (Derby, England)

New Opportunities - Poem by Orlando Belo

I answered an advert for new opportunities
and received an invitation to this venue.
Now I'm here I’m lost in a room of strangers,
and wondering what I was expected to do.

A young man has just over and said, “Mingle,
opportunities were plentiful and new,
put yourself about and meet the people,
who are here, waiting to meet and help you.”

I spoke to several extraordinary young people,
but they spoke as if they were old.
I was asked my opinions on life transference,
and whether I thought it would effect the soul.

I was offered a well-paid job as a collector,
and would receive training on what to do.
Apparently it was nothing to do with selling,
but a client list would be established from new.

I was led into a room and made comfortable,
and told to sit for a while and relax.
An attractive woman entered by another door,
extremely sexy, and dressed all in black.

She told me to stand tall like a mountain,
while she examined the cut of my jib.
She felt my arms, chest, thighs, and buttocks,
and asked if I would really like to live.

She took time to straighten my shirt-tie and collar.
Then unassumingly sniffed and bit my neck.
I am now a fully-fledged member of her team,
who will forever be in her dept.

Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 27, 2015



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