domingo, 24 de agosto de 2025

Escalator in rush hour years

 I was almost at the interview
I was half way up those escalator steps
thick with bodies rushing to the next destination
I realized that I would never be stopped

Faith in legs that kept literally climbing
Those moving steel stairs toward the surface
With optimism and determination I climbed
Uncaring of the imminent rejections

Able to shrug them off Knowing
inevitable glory would eventually come
So I dug and I pushed my way forward
Up onward to claim what is mine

So that the day I resigned
The company used their best resource
to have me reconsider



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