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The (Mis) Match



                                 The (Mis) Match

                                                By Maria Vorobjova

 

On the middle field waiting for the signal

Two teams

Two different scenes

About to blend together

 

The young man

Earth polished shoes, shining face

In a uniform of high expectations

Sleeves rolled perfectly

Tie loosened flawlessly

A rough shape

Cut from the sheet of orthodoxy

 

The lad

Grunged up hair, grunged down dreams

Top button unfastened like his aspirations

Hardened from the school of knocks

Rough hands, harsh days

Knees grazed from reality

Climbing up a letdown

 

Reverse reflections

Opposite goals but the same aims

The next ten minutes

Success will come to ability

Not prosperity

 

 



  

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