A POINT OF VIEW..SENIORS IN THE WORKFORCE

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"if you truly accept who you are...

you will never

be threatened by another~"

~~~(((())))~~~

I am what

shakes ur hand..

says hello..

it's a pleasure

to meet u..have a seat..

looks over ur credential..

smiles in ur face

open's there mouth..

with a encouraging response....

and corporate means..

Sorry..THE job's been filled..

but we'll hold ur application

for three months

of which..there should

be a slot opened

recommended for

ur background

what do u do..after such gratitude..

get the hell outta that bullshit..

walk down to

the nearest agency..

where Jobs are

required to fill the void & keep

your life restored..retirees

are now

the exception to the rules..

finding them

over the hill..when ur tired ..

God has the Last word

not

The Dept Of Labor..

seek and u will find..

JOBS available

keep looking..

eyes that can still see

the futures down with the program ...

thats when ur

behind the desk of that

person who hires u in the first place

senior ciizens

have a blessed life

knowing ..yours is not in the dark..

but..the light of days forward

A change..thanks...

BARACK OBAMA..

we shall overcome..YES WE CAN..

thought I mention

Create...Sheila T Jordan

I'm the (1)

COLD SHOULDER

When u deny

a symbol of me..

it reflects..as priority..

when ur eyes meets mine..

it sends a message of

LOVE in plural

sense..not hanging

on 2 Pain in defense..

when..ur powers

of deep emotion..

wore my life as a

mountain in high peaks

to reach heaven..

WHAT was bestowed

thru my eternal organ..

where I felt cold..

bitter..for days & nights..

my chemistry

bites no bullets or hides

like a weak link

opponent..

who debates me as a

challenge..

I will not

be a tabloid misfit..

on the edge of denial

or regrets..if the shoe

fits..I wear The

EXPERIENCE

my bold commercial read..

WORDS makes up

that person..down

in detail..w/ discretion

the formula of

hatred..

but.. if the mood smears

me as the critic..

another monstrosity

gone wrong..

u heard it all before

type theory..

I still hold my head

up high..

shed what hits below '

the belt of

midnight madness..

acquired by poor taste..

while Chronicles

defend there

own title..what speaks loud..

where the heart

bares all..

with no shame..

sees a future left in LOVE

SO..as the world

continues to perform

laureates with

humble art flow..

publically openly..straight

2 the point..

raw..where skin action felt..

ur touch..

feeling me folding..like

a 4page

script..left undone

who divorced it's

longevity

ends the soul

of mating..where God's

plan was final..

where fury

held me..a soul mating

time in a bottle..shatters..

breaks..the bond of rib..

where I dismember..come apart..

closed doors.. 4 years..

where storms

spoke...

the spinal core is now..

a legend of dispair..

.the sound

of a poet's nightmare..

what greets her enemy..

The wrath..

trying to define me..

a misprint..overlooked pages..

only this time..

I get a chance to be..

the answer 2..

what's going on inside

my head..

if u will...I come direct ..

a WOMAN..

who is tired of being a

misprint..

in quotation..

ONLY..

how u see me..

I don't come in poor

taste I am ur title...

take all of me or nothing

at all..what never

really spoken

LOVE..seriously...

ETERNALLY

urs..WORDS I BECOME

the Identity

a script..The End..U left

New..thanks YOU

GLAD

mines still has

Love..4..lol

ya know who it is

WHAT AM I 2 u

fill in the Blanks..

YEAH

SMILE..U got it..

I'M still LOVE

A tabloid ..fit 2b

READ

all wrong..arrogance

of review..being

accused..

falsely mistaken..

leaves

a broken heart..HURTING..

get it write!!!

by Create..

Sheila T Jordan