Ambition

Wherever she worked
there was always someone
who got up her nose,
who rubbed her up the wrong way,
who she was impatient with,
who felt her sharp tongue
and the weight of her authority.

Each successive move up the ladder,
every higher post,
was the job she’d always wanted
and the one
she was going to be happy with,
content in,
though

wherever she worked
there was always someone
who got up her nose,
who rubbed her up the wrong way,
who she was impatient with,
who felt her sharp tongue
and the weight of her authority,
who was not sorry to see her leave
when she moved on

to the job she’d always wanted,
the one
she was going to be happy with,
content in,
though