It's About You
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Maybe you think my job is dying –
An old lady with tinted hair
And horn rimmed glasses,
Hushing you.
My job’s not dying –
It’s just a child
Trying to find it’s way in this big world,
Where learning is a right
But it’s treated like a privilege.
Where the big just get bigger
And the small just get smaller.
Where information is a commodity,
One that runs the world,
Holds you back
Or juts you out
Into
That
Cold
Dark
Place.
It shows you what was
And what is
And what will be.
It helps you know
And learn
And change.
Change yourself
And change the world.
My dream job isn’t about me:
It’s about you
And others like you.
It brings the light and warmth
Into the cold and dark.
It makes the small big
And the big seem small.
So let me show you where to find that book
In 650.1;
And show you that website
For small business loans;
I’ll send you on your way to newer and bigger things,
And I’ll wait here,
Content to help the next.