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  8797.     

Objection Over-Ruled

Would a change be easier to accept,
If the doing of it could be scheduled?
And everyone agreed upon that date,
Without it being inconvenient?
To then be declined when that time comes,
Because it had been discovered...
It to be inappropriately prioritized,
Over something else qualified as more urgent?
Or would a debating of change,
Allow those to feel entitled to do it when they wish.
And...
If those folks collecting votes warranted,
That a process deemed fair to open for discussion...
Had been done with a validating of every vote taken.

'We believe we have enough votes to delay any changes,
Until it becomes absolutely necessary to make them effective.'

~Are there any objections? ~

'There are those who could not attend this meeting,
Because they had prior obligations.~

~Objection over-ruled.
Is there anything else on today's agenda? ~
 
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  8798.     

Objectivity

Because I had no 'things'
To display to gain your respect.
For years you disrespected me.
And taunted my efforts,
As less than best.

Today your 'things' are gone.
And you are hanging onto pretense.
I never valued the playing of charade,
In masquerade.
And now you say I cling onto a bitterness.
Because of your dismay? ? ?

I will say your 'objectivity'
Has left you crazed!
THAT I will say.

Don't you think it odd,
The attention to me you give.
I think you are riduculous.
Since the happiness I live,
Is priceless.
And you are not due a single thought.
 
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  8799.     

Objects

To age and witness,
Degrading lives accepted...
With traps of 'things'
That within them bring no happiness.
Hurts to know
The life I love so much,
Seems out of touch
With those who wake up...
Finding nothing to express
A gratitude to profess.
Or confess a possession of pride.
Even if that is kept inside.
And I am thankful to God,
For allowing me just to open my eyes.
Hear the sounds of nature.
And walk on a path that still has obstacles.
I love the way God teases with surprise.
Man made objects never stay the way they are...
To satisfy.
 
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  8800.     

Obligated Not to Wait

It seems absolutely foolish,
To live one's life...
Feeling trapped,
By dissatisfaction.

It seems worse than slavery,
To be suited and tied...
With feelings one 'has' to do,
Instead of choosing what one wishes!

To be careened by others...
By a bombardment of career goals.
And then pushed to pursue one...
Completing restricted requirements,
Just to bite one's tongue...
When scolded by an incompetence,
Insisted by someone...
To do what 'is' and not another thing done!

Because of years in a field,
They have!
That same field,
One believed would yield,
Their undoubted happiness!

'What is this shhhh...? '
One quickly silences their trembling lips.
Knowing a 'pink' slip,
Would end their climb into a fall!

It seems absolutely foolish,
To live one's life...
Feeling trapped,
By this dissatisfaction.

To dropp this nonsense,
May require extreme sacrifice.
It may require,
Long and sleepless nights!
It may require,
A decision made...
To live a life one wishes and likes!

Even if one's closest friend,
Pretends they are not noticed...
As one recognizes they have driven by,
In a bright and just waxed Mercedes Benz!
Know this...
To live the life one likes and wishes,
May mean one might have to bite unwanted dust!

However...
That just might mean,
The life one has chosen for oneself...
And likes,
Although lean on social scenes with appearances...
May leave one feeling much siren and pleased,
Deeply breathing freely.
And obligated not to wait on no one...ever!

However...
If one is in question,
As to how to proceed?
And left to wonder...
What will that take,
Without breaking a back
To find that?
The hour has not come...
To be stupid or 'dumb'
For applying rash decisions.

One must be certain,
Any move like this taken...
Leaves one with at least six months paid rent.
Groceries and some common sense,
To avoid any deep trenches...
One might find climbing out of in shock and despair!

Remember...
I am an 'idealistic' writer of this!
And not a magician,
Who can fix any quick and stupid decisions!
 
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