the eyes of the jury

informed eyes are watching all candidates

throughout the thickness of their betting books and specs

the two-way mirror plays a key role in this

winnowing down wasted from talented

to discover weaknesses hidden underneath

this silly subjective smooth surface

that we weave in here

like the most expensive kind of fabric

torn to shreds despite having our veins ripped out

every time it happens behind our backs and behind the scenes

some of us are still here

fervently hoping for a change of fate

some of us won and went out of this fishy business

fully satisfying their ego

with plenty of cash under their belt

some gave up and went their own way

wherever their feet took them

to a marvellous heaven or a miserable hell

testing the limits of patience

gnawing at us, this website

where we pour out our hearts

onto the page to forget

all the worries of our daily life

and return to a state of peace unscathed

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