Power Over Me

You used to have power over me
You used to have power over me
Seeing your face pleased
Was all that'd let my mind be

Jobs and relationships once so consistent
Loyalty and honesty have floated into the distance

Is it just aging
Doesn't seem like the world should be changing
In this direction
Droughts of affection with floods of computation

Robocop evaluates your ritzy neighborhood
Gangsters regain their territory in the hood
Always thought by now life would be a dream
World is a pair of pants ripping apart at the seams

Looking into a politicians eye
There's just a blood splattered lie
Why on earth should I vote
I'll just shop elsewhere and let your funding company die

I understand I look young, 
You have no idea what I've done
Talk to me like an adult
Those gestures and expressions are an insult

Just because I have no child
Doesn't make my emotions mild
Doesn't mean I don't have problems
I don't whine, I find ways to solve them

Don't assume because I don't have a degree
That I'm not a pedigree
A degree means you can follow rules and deadlines
You can use a crayola and stay within the lines
Tap your head...
Think for a second
All this money later
Is this the best way to thank your creator?
To get a job for a major company
That sooner than later will dump you and destroy
Your dreams and want you to change your values
Where work is more important than family?
Not exactly!

Your doubt in me is coming out of your pours. 
Flush your ego, Try to jump that hurdle of yours
Oh wait, need a book?
Flip to page nine
Tells you you've kicked your own behind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Lamoureux Avatar
April 12, 2014 at 6:24 PM
Having worked in a corporate enviroment for years, I have seen the rules change dramaticly. I think companies have lost their heart. The education people are recieving can be out of date by the time a person graduates. There is much to be said for hands on experience. Also independant thinkers who don't always color within the lines.
Bunch Avatar
April 12, 2014 at 4:58 PM
Ok I guess I should read my comments closer or proof read them anyway. Unless I hope you "fling " well was some joke I forgot about. It is capitalized so maybe. Anyway I read this again finding more this time than the first, then again looks like I was somewhere else by my comment. You definitely have a style of your own. That's the thing I have liked, your off rhyming the randomness. Great work again.
Goswami Avatar
March 25, 2014 at 4:18 AM
Well written dear...I enjoyed it...Best wishes from India...
Bunch Avatar
March 25, 2014 at 4:09 AM
Great work Sharon. Is seems there it's still s some conflict in your life. I hope you're Fling well
Palli Avatar
February 16, 2014 at 4:45 AM
Wow! I'm impressed. Excellent write.
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