Poetry

Schedule (#781)

Crazy schedule! No time to rest!
Yet they expect me to be at my best?
Does there always have to be a fire drill?
To take it easy, would it kill?
Why is there something always due?
Why does the old work get buried under the new?
Why is there never time to do it right?
Yet time to redo in hindsight?
Who makes the decisions around here?
Whatever they’re thinking isn’t clear,
Ever hear of slow and steady?
For that, I sure am ready,
But for now, I can absolutely attest,
Crazy schedule! No time to rest!

Any Thoughts?

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