Here’s a poem for anyone who has had to sit around meetings, classes, or parties, where folks who are clearly in over their heads,  talk just to talk.  You know what I’m saying.


There is no “I” in team,
But there is no “we” in creativity…
However, if you look closely you’ll find
A “me” in team and an “I” in spirituality
There is no “you” in selfless, or
“Everyone” in solitude
Yet, “us” exists in stupendous
And a “bum” lives in umbrella
Proving that it only rains on
Direct reports
Offline, by the
Low-hanging fruit
Resistant to change

the apartment

(from the Billy Wilder film “The Apartment”)

About Doug Hoekstra

Father, wordsmith, musician, creative.
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