Daily Grind
The daily grind it creeps and crawls
A relentless march of time and stalls
An alarm clock sends out its shrilled cry
Constant jarring jostling wake-up calls
Demands to rise and face another day
Another round in life's little game
The morning routine a dance
A well-rehearsed choreography
Coffee brewed toast buttered
Clothes hurriedly donned
A race against the clock
To yearn to make it to work on time
The commute a battle to be won
Perhaps lost amidst the throng
The bus the train the car the plane
A metal womb or an encased tomb
Where strangers sit remaining wearily close
Their breath and body heat and warmth
A temporary intimacy and nearness
Which fades as swiftly as it came
The office a...
A relentless march of time and stalls
An alarm clock sends out its shrilled cry
Constant jarring jostling wake-up calls
Demands to rise and face another day
Another round in life's little game
The morning routine a dance
A well-rehearsed choreography
Coffee brewed toast buttered
Clothes hurriedly donned
A race against the clock
To yearn to make it to work on time
The commute a battle to be won
Perhaps lost amidst the throng
The bus the train the car the plane
A metal womb or an encased tomb
Where strangers sit remaining wearily close
Their breath and body heat and warmth
A temporary intimacy and nearness
Which fades as swiftly as it came
The office a...