Across the table

Across the table
By Michael McManus

The table stands as a symbolic barrier to me - I am told one I can’t easily come across,
It represents a daunting gap they say I must bridge, but it’s difficult for me.
A challenge is thrown my way, urging a reversal of the expected narrative,
Questioning the necessity, I stubbornly resist the constraints imposed by rigid expectations.

The response reverberates with the reinforcement of stereotypes,
They construct a confining structure of career assumptions.
Within my quiet demeanour, a strong rebellion begins to take form,
And, refusing to be confined or moulded, I assert my individuality and identity.

I remain a figure of paradoxical calm outwardly and turmoil internally,
My stance steadfastly resists conformity.
The significance lies not in outward displays of enthusiasm or conforming words,
It lies in the depth of my nature and characteristics and the underlying natural truth they hold.