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POETRY
This is something I wrote after attending a
business function with highly corporate individuals. While I embrace the idea
of business, I have always seen myself as more of an artist and my business
involvement as a necessity to further my aspirations.
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MEN IN DARK SUITS
The President's table holds a seat in my name.
a lofty introduction to this new world
Anticipation is glue on the bottom of my stilettos
not paralyzing but slowing the step
Am I ready? Am I at an appropriate stage of evolution?
Escorted to the VIP room filled with tall men in dark suits.
whose names escape me but who are no doubt
known throughout
the land
their endeavours affecting many while I, under my rock,
seek
only to please myself.
My slightly more creative attire leaves me curious
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Do I attempt to assimilate in the future?
Do I seek the status quo or
stay true to my vision
safe in the belief that I have a place here
among these men in dark suits?
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Copyright 2004 -
2008, Tiffany Prochera
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