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Literary: Dysfunction

5/11/2018 08:12:00 PM Media Center 0 Comments




11am to 12pm
It’s that time of the day again
There’s no reason to pretend
I’m very much tired


Setting up
Everything seems too quiet
An anxious atmosphere stirs
Will we make it?


Game plan
Will we follow what’s written?
Can we just do what we can?
Guess we'll find out later


Camping out
We're now in position
Like a squadron in the desert
It's too hot out here


Waiting
Here they come
The first wave is near
It's time to get ready


Hope
We'll fight the fight and win the war
We'll do our best to get some more
Until we exhaust everything


Competition
We're getting ourselves all over the place
Exchanging values here and there
It's probably getting nowhere


Following systems
We're taking orders of different kinds
An ironic chaos of calculations
Hopefully we'll surpass this


Begging
Extreme moments call for drastic measures
We can get through this if we plead to our gods
Truly, we're very much tired


Report
This is the moment of truth
Have we reached what we were aiming for?
Let's see the results


Break-even
Passing the threshold is like a dream
Pushing our limits has worth, it seems
Yet are we satisfied?


No
A double black eye wasn't worth it
The degree of stress wasn't worth it too
I'm just very much tired

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