October 11, 2004
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Judgment Day
At 2PM tomorrow
I will have to stand
And be judged
Scrutinized
Weighed
Measured
Tested
Possibly intimidated
I will have no choice
But to try to hide my
Fear
Anxiety
Low self-esteem
My ineptitude and
Past failures both
Real or perceived
And portray
Confidence
The picture of competence
The portrait of excellence
I must become
The chosen one
Despite the fact
That I am typically
Unable to see any
Favorable qualities
In me
Clumsy
Maladroit
Oafish
And ungainly
Is the vision that stares
Straight back from my mirror
My marketing ploy
Must overcome
My self-image
And bring victory
In spite of my
Self-inflicted
Preconceived
And prophesized
Expectation of defeat
So on the ‘morrow I vow
I shall stand tall
Muster my strength
And all my bravado
Touting my strengths
My skills
My steadfastness of character
All the while praying to God
Asking for a miracle
… and a new job
Comments (8)
interesting pieces…
Great poem. Whether it is true or completely fabricated, I felt the work. Do you read Bukowski at all?
~lisa
i definitely dig it.
for real. the world of the working needs you! embrace it! <3 hehe
So sad!
I’m glad things went well for you but what horrible feelings. I know too well. I’m a big fake. My fears are many. I’m already disabled but tried to get jobs and have but too scared to show up because I might fail them. SOMEDAY!!
Hugs, Dana
I don’t know, but, you could try it. Make sure when you dance that you really do some bizarre upper body twisting, a lot of arm throwing and hip shaking. It might help to chant some nonsense too.
lisa
I’m job seeking myself. I surely can relate to this one! Best of luck on all of your endeavors !
This is an awesome description of human fraility
Dorothea