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Choosing Teams

Poem Posted Sep 8, 2006 by James E. Nelson

In the essay entitled From Trading to Trucking to Trading and this poem come out of the same life transition. This poem is an attempt to express why I hate looking for jobs.

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CHOOSING TEAMS

Yesterday

like every yesterday this month

I put my life in little boxes,

hoping the recruiter would pick me

instead of the eleven other strangers

leering at me

willing me to go away

and not come back.

Instead I put my life in little boxes

and handed the paper back

to the recruiter,

my eyes pleading with him

“Pick me, pick me.”

As if I were at recess back in grade school.