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When Leadership Forgot Her Name

Leadership once stood so tall, But lost her spine along the hall. No knocks, no words, just silent calls— She wiped away the names on walls. Silence sits—a secret scribe, Whispers soft, commands prescribe. No voice to speak, no hand to shake, Just shadows where the echoes break. Respect once tried to find her place, But Ego barred her from the space. He strode in heels, so loud and proud, Drowning out the quiet crowd. Understanding wept unseen, Waiting in the in-between. Communication packed her bags, Left behind the silent flags. Compassion came at noon’s faint bell, Mistaken for a fragile shell. Sent back to darkened shade, Where hopes and dreams begin to fade. Exhaustion sat beside my side, While Hope refused to step aside. In children’s laughs and bright clear eyes, Joy danced beneath the heavy skies. Not titles mark the soul’s own song, But truths that guide us all along. Resignation comes with grace, A calm hand placed upon my face. “Your health is yours,” she softly said, Beyond the words that go unsaid. Though this place forgot my name, I walk away without the blame. And there—where whispered shadows fall— Begins the slow return of all.

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Date: 7/2/2025 8:48:00 AM
Hi Rowena, this is an amazing read, loved it. Beautifully written.
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Rowena Velasco
Date: 7/2/2025 8:55:00 AM
Hi Zyrool, Thank you so much for reading and for your kind words. I'm truly touched that it resonated with you.

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