the interview

the meeting
We stand in to the sunlight  and see standing amongst the people who are waiting patiently  upon their  turn  like fish  watching through  nightly shudder of the raging sea    to be hooked onto their  line of  destiny .  We  shudder and  stand  by the big man with the iron fist clutching his  book of regret  and  fame , waiting  to put under the eternal spotlight of life  revel  in the misfortune of  your name. You try your best in the world of  today  your best was  never good so we  just pity  the  loss of someone else gain  a  mask that is used to hide your pain  and  go into you  exsitance of  remain.