I am split between two ends of the earth.
one that is vital to me
and then one that is vital to another.
At one end I give my good faith
I’ll give you love
I will take the time out of my placement to do what it is you wish for me to do. At the other end
you have greedy
and selfish claims.
The middle ground is what is necessary for us to
evaluate our lives at a reasonable standard.
Too far to the first,
and you realize that you will drive yourself mad.
Too far to the second,
and you will come to see
that there is no one willing to
trust or work with you.
You must look
Ready to be on the book
Be on your very best
Shirts button downed and pressed
The professional way
Must be better than okay
Better have not ripped
I don’t want to work nine to eight
Let’s get a cape
To give that word a better shape
Describe them as working white collar
Nothing close to a bawler
Wearing a suit
Trying to shy from cute
How you define it makes me skeptical
Go to Google you’ll get the real fill
Someone who has complete knowledge or skill
So do not look down on me
For swapping those slacks for jeans
Or choosing a jumper
Instead of a suit
Or my colleagues
For having their skin colored in
Or their ear lobes long.
We dress for the jobs we want
Not the ones you expects us to get