reach up and encircle me

like the blanket around the child

who has been too snugly tucked into bed

 

Rage wars within

though I have never given in

to such feelings of utter hatred

 

A loser, am I?

who are you to speak, Dear Father,

who has been in the same meaningless job

for twenty plus years

 

At least I am trying

trying to better myself

to progress to a job, I will care about

A job that makes a difference

 

I may not be the best, but I try

I may not be the strongest, but I try

 

Will life sweep me away into the

dustpan of droll and monotony?

Or will I persevere?

 

 

20 May 02