dream job
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For the time has come,
I am to leave the nest that once
was created by Mother Bird.
Ready to take on the world
And unaware of what is to come.
I am Joseph Conciatori/but I'm not your average Joe/I'm more than that, an intellectually gifted and highly talented young man/with a proverbial truckload of ambition/I aspire to graduate at the top of my class/with that marketing degree I'm tryi
To the little girls on bedroom floor,
praying for swollen breasts and long hair.
To the teenage woman,
trading incoccence like baseball cards for
what they believe is acceptance,
T eaching is the job for me
E ducating teens with intensity
A ll the while instilling integrity
I say science, and they see an endless stringof binary code and digits in single file,test tubes and lab ratsand my eyes dead like mindlessness, likea love of creationcan be muddied up
Since I was young, I've had a dream.
I looked up to my Papa; A U.S. Marine.
Though I was naive, and got new ideas.
Now I'll do my time with four years;
Anatomy, Chemistry, psychology and more.
To nurture your minds and adore your thoughts would be my everyday
To listen, teach and guide you in every single way
To learn from your young souls more than you learn from mine
I envision something great
I envision a lady in charge.
She will strive to achieve her goals no matter what obstacles are in her way,
Some day I want to explore.
I want to swim
And experience things I never have before.
I will write my dream upon a white sheet
With lyrical lines and melodic notes.
My heart will be lost within its mad beat,
Bursting into the song that I had wrote.
I will sing my dream upon open stage
One Job? One job would change my life in so many ways
I could help others and have food on the table for my kids every single day
My dream job would change my life drastically
Traveling
Meeting new people
Speaking a different language every week
This could be my reality
With my dream job
Always on the move
Constantly learning
Constantly questioning
And best of all
Fingers fluttering across the keyboard
Pen in hand
Paper crisp
Inspiration flowing
As the sun sets in the west
On a foreign coastline
A scarred hand meets mine
With a callused grin
Never was the brainiac in school.
More like the distraction in my peer's paths to their life goals and dreams.
Pops ain't shit...Moms ain't shit...So what does that mean for me..?
Towers of Infinite DNA
Small and gleaming Compounds
Just waiting to be discovered
Reasons waiting to be found
Measurements of life realized
In the soil under our feet
In the simple air we breath
To dream of words is as trying to crawl away from the high walls
Losing ones mind in creativity is risking a stable future
The voices of untold stories wait as they scream their calls
My dream job that I would like to accomplish in this life that I have is to cause children and people in general to smile not only through my main job but through the music I want to put out in the world.
i am the firstborn cub
to my mother and father
born to complete what they lost
in their own life cycles
as a reincarnation sent to
redeem
the regrets nagging behind their sleeping eyelids.
Words i have to speak,
much a life i have to live,
experiences to tell and stories to give.
To change the world,
in all the ways we dream,
turn the new direction,
split the old at new seems.
This dream I dreamed,
I dreamed of a job of great caliber.
I was glittering blitheness and success.
The Joy of Baking
Do what you love
Never work a day
Alone in the apartment
Just the oven and I.
I bake up a storm
Never stopping to worry
Just cookies and cakes
I was seven years old, when I knew what I want to do.
Its easy to dream big when you are young, everyone encourages you to dream big as you can but as you grow old
dreams turns to dust
I would love a job that Inspires
But how do you define the career that fits your direction
The Job I desire
"Children are the future,"
So everyone says.
"Children are the future,"
Show me your proof, then.
Hungry, impoverished
Children on the streets?
Too many in the classroom,
When you start off young you see yourselfan astronaut among the starsor driving in all the fancy cars. You never know what mess you’ll get in
Two things;
Listen, listen, listen...let me pour out my heart to you, it's just a matter of how
Don't judge how I feel, you can't really know
I'll tell you my story, my weakness I'll show
PARENTS
TEACHERS
COUNCILORS
BROTHERS
SISTERS
AUNTS
UNCLES
GRANDPARENTS
they know what you want in life
you want the grades
you want the friends
'What do you want to do with your life?'The age old question.From practically the moment we begin talking,Everyone asks us what we want to do.
Through out my life
people always ask me
"what will you do
what job will set you free?"
Days went by
I gave it some thought.
I couldn't decide
what it was I truly want.
The words they flow, through and through,
Running, skipping, bouncing too.
Under and over, bottom to top,
Swirling and laughing, they don’t ever stop!
All the day long the sun they chase,
The mirror before her
Shows different from the view within.
Stiches sewn along her two lips
I see her bloody outcry.
Black blue and purple covering her pale white flesh
I stare at the computer screen,
Fingers twitching over keys,
Thoughts flying as I consider what to do.
Within my mind, shadows converse,
Speaking of things long gone for them,
According to statistics I never had the chance to make it out of my city.
There was no way to break the cycle of poverty.
Everyday the days got darker and I started growing up.
If I had any job in the worldJust this one job I'd work as a social workerSeeing young kids trying to make just one friendSeeing the old trying to get aroundSeing one person get their life togehter.
Life is like a rollercoaster
It has its ups and downs
The highs and the lows
Yet I’m sure a certain career
Will have me smiling from ear to ear
I’m still unsure
I’m still inexperienced
My sister and I have never been close. When she was in high school, and I was in middle school, we barely talked at all, except at the dinner table or a not-so-occasional quarrel. When she left for college, I could not have been more relieved.
We all have a dream job.
They say if you love something,
go for it because you will never
work hard in your life. Some say
it is not true. I say that a dream
job is not a job, but a career. A
As a kid I was asked what my dream job would be.
I thought lawyer, astronaut, or doctor maybe.
But now as an adult, I see things differently
I want to be a person who does things consistently.
my life changing job.
something so unique,
its so hard to choose
with all these fish in the sea
with my plethora of intellect,
and many more skills
I could be anything
from a dancer,
MONEY
It seems that its all people want
The driving force for all society
The green devil that consumes us body and soul.
FAME
What we all crave
Recognition for our great acts
To me it seems
that life has
a reoccuring theme
a constant, nagging question
"When you grow up
what in the world
are you going to be?"
big smiles peer down
on innocent, tiny faces
