4.0 GPA MBA

I am a 4.0 GPA MBA.


A middle-aged woman.

An under-employed, underutilized, and overlooked female.



I am a target to others with lesser education.

A threat to insecure people, regardless.

The "man" on the rock - come knock me off.



Educated.

Graduated.

In the throes of a downward spiraling economy.

Unwittingly a future case study

to dissect and critique.



I am a 4.0 GPA MBA.

A non-ivy league middle-aged woman.



But in my soul

I feel an astronaut.

Tested and true.

Trained and readied.

Confident.

Focused.

Anxious for flight.

Ready for lift off.

Poised on the launch pad.

Waiting for the words "all systems go".

The countdown.



Wanting only to brush the stars.

To prove, even if briefly...

...that the sky was mine.

Copyright.  2009.  ClookeyKan

Unrelenting

Just like certain flowers
I wait for the hour to open my petals to the sun.
It has been dark and cold for far too long.
If that hour shall come,
The birds will sing a sweet, unrelenting song.
And…I
I will sing along.
©Denise M. Kandola, 2010