Scylla And Charybdis Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

I am polite, listen to others,
Keep quiet, and carry out instructions;
I fall into one trap, ignored as ineffective.

I argue, assert myself, raise
My voice, question others’ opinions,
Crucified on Charybdis being arrogant.

Aware of the dilemma,
I don’t choose, hesitate to manoeuvre, then
Fall between the two into the subterranean.

I am not Odysseus the man of many wiles,
Who steered his ship safely on, after the Argo of Jason
Sailed long ago, in search of the golden fleece.