On Coveting A Position Of Importance Poem by L MILTON HANKINS

He notices unfettered wisps of hair
Limping against her shoulder, there
Like hints of rebellion
Tickling his inner consciousness.
He could not see her face
From where he sat,
But he imagined it of consequence
Self-assured and strong, that face
Which mirrors smug confidence
As she claims his place
In line, flaunting her prim estate,
Each pinnacle he might have seasoned
Were he a woman, or so he reasoned.