All In A Days Work. Poem by cortez mccall

All in a days work

I open my eyes
And take a breath
And thank the lord
For this day iv never
Seen. this day in which
Ill never see again. I walk
To the closet I grab my
Shirt grab my tie put on
My pants.I wash my
Face an reality sets in
The issues of the day have
Began to set in. I jump
In the car an I smash on
The gas away I go to this place
Of torment I call job repetitive
Day in day out the same people
The same stail jokes, same dead
Issues but its all in a days work
That I must endure I want Moore
That this Moore that what status quoe says is needful no Moore days
Like this change is in me the problems not the people the problem is me...thought if you do the same thing the same way every day you can't expect change but ill
It again as I said once before its
All in a days work..
Make the most of it.