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NEW CAREER

Is this going to be another joke-

A shiny nickel welded to the floor

So when I bend to pick it up

A paddle whacks me from behind.

 

Will this turn out to be a whoopee cushion

Hidden underneath my chair

So when I proudly take my seat

The room erupts in cruel laughter.

 

Will I put forth a major effort,

Break my back and heart in trying,

Only to find the load’s too heavy

For me to ever hope to lift it,

 

Too complicated to untangle,

Too precise for my small skills,

A recipe for certain failure

If I dare to take that step.

 

Doubts and fears are ***** traps

That I must circumvent to win

And if I find that I can do it

I can be the hero of my life.

    ljm

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Aug 17, 2019
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Yes to all of the above. I wrote this a couple of months after I lost my job. I thought I had found a new career but I couldn't make it happen. So I put this aside.

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