Old Bank Street, Manchester, UK by R.A.D. Stainforth
He asked me to work late,
I resisted,
The work-load that kept piling on,
I desisted.
Been years now, behind my old desk,
I've been working like a slave,
While he reaped benefits of my hard work,
Myself, never even received an increase in stipend.
Well, enough is enough now,
I want to be free,
Chucking this monotonous job,
I run to the streets, in glee.
It was raining hard,
Just a handful out on the pebbled streets,
I didn't care, no really I didn't,
Cos' that stormy night,
I found a sense of calm within.
This post is for Magpie Tales 263
Copyright 2015 © Nandini Deka
This is really well done! I love that you took darkness and turned it into light...from the inside out.
ReplyDeleteVery nice, and to feel the calm in any storm is a mood well felt!
ReplyDeleteThat really is lovely! I've come over all unnecessary!
ReplyDeleteWe all need to do that..follow our own ways
ReplyDeleteyou really have to follow you heart sometimes..x
ReplyDeletesometimes enough is enough
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