A DEI Hire
Is this how others perceive
Decades of hard work?
Does my darkened skin
Exclaim to treasured colleagues
Natural worthlessness?
My years of study
The late night labors learning
A waste of resource
Whose food did I steal
Standing a midwatch at sea
Serving our nation?
What wrong did I do
Questing for a part of our
American dream?
I’ve never wanted
Wanted another’s dream space
Only my own chance.
Am I DEI?
Why does that even matter?
Wasn’t I good enough?
About the Creator
Ramberto Torruella
I was a sailor of ships and leader of men. Now I am a memory quickly fading. I have no regrets. I lived well, married lucky, and raised a good family. Now, in the autumn of my life, I write so as not to be forgotten. Mihi fortunam spera.
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