Early frustration ...

Ecclesiastes 6:2 

God gives a man riches, property, and wealth
so that he lacks nothing that his heart desires,
yet God does not enable him to enjoy the fruit of his labor—
instead, someone else enjoys it!
This is fruitless and a grave misfortune.

 

 

Early frustration

 

I wake up in the morning ... and anger is there.

Where does it come from ... that nothing seems fair?

 

I try to accomplish ... all that what I’m asked to do

but little is acceptable ... and all that seems to prove.

 

That it is better to do nothing ... and just procrastinate

for in doing that and talking ... some get by that way.

 

Still I’m held responsible for the non-producing crowd

and when it comes to judgment ... there is little doubt.

 

That I’m the biggest failure ... a piece of useless crap

that floats on top of the water ... and that is all of that.

 

Is this is pro-activity ... is this the way it has to be

to feel used and defeated ... to know it’s destroying me?

 

Morale is at the lowest ... in the five years I’ve been here

talking about the producers ... who simply live with fear.

 

I guess they feel like I do ... no difference how hard you try.

The glory goes to some-one else ...  who is always getting by.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Our world

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