Frustrate

Take away steadiness, steadfastness
Amble freely down the random pathways
It won't give you all that you want
Although you may feel a little better

Why won't I feel any better
Do you think I need a sense of achievement
Am I born with a drive for purpose
Is that the outcome of transcendental meditation

The frustration and the anger

Is this the nature of organisational restructure
Is this the change of times, where time itself is lost
Be more determined; do less of it, but do it better
Alternatively do more, but do it less well, and be less inventive


A poem from Nameless Places and Hospital Gowns - Love Cared for by Relate available from iTunes and Amazon