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By Christi Ortiz

I come to realize that I am both Pharaoh and the slaves

I enslave myself to back breaking labor in service of building my idols,

my idols of Praise, Prestige, and Perfection

 

I feel trapped, exhausted, frustrated

under this tyranny of never ending work,

yet still unable to stop building up my Image

I can’t seem to let go of the Projects

Pride rules the day

and I am a slave

Christi Ortiz
Christi Ortiz
Christi Ortiz is a licensed marriage and family therapist by profession and a poet by passion.  She enjoys trying to put to words to that which is wordless and give voice to the dynamic and wild spiritual journey called life. She lives in Spokane with her husband and two children, Emmanuel and Grace. She loves the outdoors and meditating in the early mornings which gives rise to her poetry.
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