his tie

His Tie

Mark went in front of the legislature,

reminding the body of the need for his corporation, but it was his corporation that needed the body

He sat at the witness table with his crooked tie

He righted his tie, and it returned crooked

It was a gift from his daughter,

Imbued with her spirit, Embodying her

His tie unfurled from his neck

It stretched and spun and truly became her

She reminded him he could provide for her

Because his corporation was a part of the body of the country, and because he was preceded by a history of Titans before him, building the hall he sat in today

She again became his tie

And tied herself and fixed herself upon his neck

He recognized then that individual liberty

without collective responsibility was selfish

He righted his tie

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