Years ago, the world was your oyster
The paths were beautiful and the will had muster
Dreams were meant to be realized there
And steps took you somewhere.
Days passed and the hope as chipped away
By emails, by meetings and on the keyboard it was tapped away
Desires, and dreams went astray
For you were chipped away
Mindless drone and business took over
Doing something new took forever
Soon it was too late to start again
For failure couldn’t be risked again
False mentors and failed appraisals meant more
True grit and hard work didn’t deliver anymore
It was the end of a life well meant
Lived young and at 25 you went.
Could there be a different way?
Away from the fear of losing the monthly pay?
For you do not earn back the time you lose
In the end it doesn’t matter which deals you close.
The above is an ode to our daily jobs, which often leave us unfulfilled at the end of the day, chasing deadlines which lose their significance as soon as they are over, and the next one takes over.