Aleatory

A curse to all around.

Greed. Corruption. Money.

These are simple things where I frowned.

All which need to be eliminated from me.

 

It is all by a spark of luck.

Who will win? Who will fall?

Will we just be ending up stuck

in this endless battle to be the best of all?

 

A dream job does not require the bling.

A dream job requires the passion.

Jobs should not be seen just to have that summer fling.

But you and the job should grow an attraction.

 

College. The pathstone to the job. A need.

Degrees. Majors. Yes, they want it all.

Heck, even check that Facebook feed.

Without college, why don't we just fall?

 

To me, my dream job does not require

knowing the laws of relativity.

Nor the knowledge of changing a car's tire.

Though that would be a fun activity.

 

A job related to human beings. Whether to talk,

or to be a listening ear, or even just helping

in a nursing home, I just want the ability to walk,

not locked up in a room where I am constantly stopping.

 

My dream job needs action and honesty with others.

I do not want one that just confines to the walls.

Instead, I would like to be the one who smothers

by the passion of my job and eventually falls.

 

The love of my family, the understanding

from them all. My friends too.

For they are the ones who keep me standing.

Just look at me. Do I look like a fool?

 

A curse to all around.

Greed. Corruption. Money.

These are simple things where I frowned.

All which need to be eliminated from me.

 

It is all by a spark of luck.

Who will win? Who will fall?

Will we just be ending up stuck

in this endless battle to be the best of all?

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