Uchenna, Writer, Engineering Student

Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Poem Prompt: Ghost

Click. Click. Click.
Reviewing, rewriting,
adding.
Make the script better.
Click. Click. Click.
Behind the bars,
I add on.
I sprinkle in my own
and nobody knows.
I sign the paper
so I can't tell anyone.
While he gets credit--
While she gets credit--
While they get credit--
I sit in the shadows.
Click. Click. Click.
I write most of it,
I edit most of it. 
I get the most pay,
I get the most experience.
I get the most out of all of it--
except for credit.
I get no credit.
Still, I take the cash and 
Click. Click. Click.

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