Poem: It’s About Time
It’s About Time Handed in my resignation for the first time. Thin white sheet with a scribble on the bottom line. Dear...date...thanks...bye, Paper folded into three lines. Envelope licked, Heart dropped quick, Body shaking to the sounds of my mind. Managers not there, I dropped it bare, Ran back to my chair. *next customer* please, Can I have a word please, *next customer* please, Office please! *customer* please, *manager* please, *let me go* please. Counting down the days, Till my last pay, Don’t know what to say, It was great but, Hey who’s gonna miss me anyway. It’s home time, Alone time, No body’s home time. It’s cry time, It’s high time, It’s body shaking all the time time. It’s my time, It’s rhyme time, It’s about bloody time.