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.