Prowess

When a factor,

a measure in time,

while the observer

the other’s own dime

~

held out to the beggar

for the sake of truth

to confront that pallor

would it be uncouth.

~

To trigger the moment

we all lose our shell

in pity we might lament

our loss is our hell.

~

Have we crossed the line,

lost our grip on soul

or is this only a whine

while we play our role.

~

When once the word rang

strong in a crowd of eyes,

now it seems we do hang

only upon the other’s I’s.

~

Workplace monotony

could paralyze the confident

when idle scrutiny,

the albatross does resent.

~

For when I die, I might be

happier, or fly above the sea.

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