Drawing the Line
I had a poignant dream last night,
Dreamt that top sales people were taking Flight,
No longer able to look in a mirror without getting a fright.
A line in the sand they were not prepared to cross,
Despite the financial loss.
Even for them some things to sell they would not dare,
Especially if the goods were never there,
Or meant to disappear into thin air.
Most born into a world that was real,
Their conscience making them draw the line at this kind of deal.
Not for them, selling of goods and services,
That exist only in imaginary worlds,
To people who exist in financial voids.
I wish they could stay,
And help me sell this dream.
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