Poem – If I was a job what would I be?

If I was a job,

what would I be?

Would I be successful,

or tall?

Would I be grand,

or small?

Would I have power,

or would I have not?

Would I be a worker,

like the bee?

Or power nations,

like the president you see.

Would I stand against the rising tide,

or find the nearest corner to cower and hide.

If I was a job,

what would I be?