Thursday, June 10, 2010

Dis-Investment

Oh! how my blood boils!
All is lost in sweat and toil.
Not a penny earned,
but much time soiled.
Again, find myself foiled.

Like any machine, over time
loosing it's charm,
needing much oil.
To maintenance, everyone's entitled
as much as they'd like to wangle.

Give a man poison, he will die.
Yet, in that, another nectar finds.
No two people are the same.
Prescriptions for poison change.
As does the expert's adage.

Human interests are like stocks.
Must name benefits of the game.
Mere worksheets aren't enough.
Meeting expectations, unrewarded.
Watch the value fall.

Once you've hit rock bottom,
no reason seems good enough.
Gone down with a fight.
dis-invested, now move on.
Other alternatives beckon.

1 comment:

  1. My sentiments exactly. Beautifully written. :)

    ReplyDelete

Yes, I appreciate your "two pennies", drop in!