Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read
It’s A Tall Order
A great joy filled my airways
My soul was elated at this opportunity
Just like a rat in a bottle of cheese
Or an ant in a pack of sugar.
You can do this, I whispered to myself
The first call till the last would be great
Naivety can’t remain, mediocrity would leave
Yes, that’s how it is meant to be.
As responsibilities responded to this progress
The outcomes kept asking questions of my beliefs
And assignments kept mounting
In stark contrast to my reality.
I need strength from somewhere
It’s too early to call it quits
The fact is I just can’t stop now
So what do I do to up the scale?
This Is A Tall Order.

