Business Conference
There is a circus in town
Bright and colorful on the outside;
An exterior of flashing, blinking lights.
Inviting, happy lights.
A place I want to be,
A place everyone does.
But there is a building behind it.
A gray, metal building
Reflecting sunlight off its walls:
Not the beautiful kind of sunlight, rather
The kind of sunlight that blinds you
As it reflects through your window from
Dozens of miles away.
I already know I’m destined to go.
Not to the circus, but to the building;
The gray, metal building
That I’ve convinced myself I want to be in,
When I know what I want is the circus.
But even then I don’t know
Where my answer lies —
In the gray, metal building,
A corporate robot with nothing to my name;
Or the bright, inviting circus,
Still a corporate robot,
But with all the attention in the world,
All the attention I’ve never wanted.
It’s a horrible world we live in, isn’t it?
Copyright © Ruby Kelly | Year Posted 2021
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