Industry (an acrostic poem)

 

It all started with a glimmer of an idea

Not anything big, barely something you could see if you squinted

Dim as it was, someone saw the importance of it

Under their careful eyes, the idea grew and grew

Soon there was a prototype, then first generation

That morphed into a product that they could be proud of

Releasing it into the world to see how it would be received

Yet already working on what would come next

 

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Pride (an acrostic poem)

Prowling along the street with his boys

Richard felt like they were lions on the hunt

It made him swell with thoughts of importance

Defiant of the rules of the urban jungle

Earning him his own big game hunters

 

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