Tuesday Poetry Drop: Halftime Speech
Halftime Speech
by Q
Are you drowning?
Why don't you help yourself?
Are you too busy traveling
through your own personal hell?
Quit flailing about at your desk job
while the tide still continues to rise.
Your always trying to hobnob
just to find someone to save your life.
Why not take your life in your own hands?
Throw the stapler against the wall.
King Midas sits waiting in the grandstands
hoping to see you fall.
When did you first sit down on the sidelines?
Why do you refuse to get up?
This job was a stepping stone in your life
now it is in every sip and sup.
You are consuming mediocrity,
finding scraps under the table.
What you once held as your destiny
has become a mere fable.
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