Something Important

Today, she is told;

today, she is surplus to requirements;

no longer required in the gap between the squeeze to make a profit.

Squished and squashed, until she can slip through the gap unscathed, she lands –

plop –

into a freshly-ploughed field.

Fertilised, nourished and watered, she feels, for the first time, that she is a part of

something important.

She expands and fills herself up, the part of her merging with the whole of her.

For the first time, she is the something that is the something that is important;

for the first time, she is herself.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019

Image by Lynn Greyling from Pixabay