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Dec 2019
Only odds I might've been born against is the things I would eventually grow into, I understand that I'm not growing taller anymore physically but it's like a salary cap kept me from visioning what could be filling up my pockets and indefinitely exceed the increasing cost of living. I know I've illustrated that the potential to grow is always there and that I'm just itching to get there faster as I get older by the day, and also the strength in numbers that represents a team with a bond with hope to unite the community, but I realize that I must implement a salary cap cause unfortunately some of those people I might invest even just time into can shatter those expectations and have me dismissing them as a bust. Wishing to go out with a bang can't correlate with that, plus that gap still has to be filled with some qualified candidate though they more than likely may be filler just there to tide me over to a more permanent fix. It's basically a draft this is into a temp agency I run until I see enough to have me convinced that they can haul enough weight for the long run. At this moment, I'm available to reach 24/7, 365 days, putting in overtime till that 80/20 rule compensates me for this period, don't hesitate to ask, I don't discriminate, I'm always open, leave a message.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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