What is PR? (Poem)

A dance of relationships in steady grips.

Earning goodwill, not buying a slot

It’s the quiet flame that warms the pot.

Marketing maps the winding road,

A strategy compass for the brand’s abode.

Research, product, price, and place

It’s the why behind the chase.

Advertising? That’s the flashy cry,

Paid to charm a scrolling eye.

A billboard’s wink, a TikTok’s spark

It’s the arrow aimed to hit the mark.

Three threads woven in the same grand tale:

PR builds trust when storms assail,

Marketing steers the ship’s long quest,

Ads shout “Now!” to close the quest.

Distinct, yet tied, like roots to trees

Each plays its part to make you believe.