Invasion of the Pod Person Snatchers Race
Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 13 years.
Eager to regain some balance of normalcy and comic relief
Ability to laugh at Monty Python smoothed out by pills
Mainly just polite smiles and mild chuckles
Instead transformed into a Stepford adjacent pretender
Someone coifed and well-mannered on the outside
But a complete and utter mess in the private sector
Someone who liked to eat Chocolate and fruit snacks
To cope with the stressors that plagued their corporate lives
Dissatisfied with the rudderless road map that the future became
Lost and utterly disappointed by the lack of reality in the fantasies
Transformed in a muted beige colored monster invading Tokyo
Like Godzilla hungry for chaos and beating up Mothra
Stirring for the beat down that will never come
Been training and exercising into oblivion
All these plans and goals with no way to execute them
Angry enough to punch a hole in a mirror
Causing seven years' worth of bad luck and failure
Feeling as if my emotions will eat me alive
From stem to stern; nothing left to lose or gain
Self-confidence at all time low because a fact was pointed out
By someone with a lack of decorum and overly blunt nature
Ate my weigh in Gushers and ice cream to combat everything
Words sharper than the strongest most lethal knives
That the Iron Chef or a martial artist could ever use
Ready to submit to a new type of plan
Breaking out of the stale world of complacency
Looking for a new groove and developing a new attitude
Not ready to give up or give into the fear of it all
Ready for anything to shake up the status quo
Well, nearly almost anything.
Even certain adventurous people have their limits
Not many but just enough to make them normally human
The newfangled game starts now.