It’s the end of the high road
Time to jump and find one’s mettle
The ladder back up ain’t so stable
Use your wit to stay afloat
Close your eyes and dive backwards
The gnats won’t follow you down
The caped man will jab your stare
Fly down to your own oasis instead
Watch out for the poisoned toad
There is no urgent need to settle
Don’t fall for a fool’s fable
Use your wit to stay afloat
Suck the poison out of the venemous words
Ignore the call of the dancing clown
Dare, just dare
Fly down to your own oasis instead
Don’t follow the yellow brick road
Ignore the whistle of the kettle
Don’t fall for a fool’s fable
Use your wit to stay afloat
The monsters of lore are everyday turds
Opportunists push you to frown
Dare, just dare
Live your truth instead
Categories: Culture, identity, poetry, Psychology, workplace
Absolutely inspiring!
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Thank you so much. So nice of you to say
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Its nice !
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Thank you 🙂 have a great one!
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Great images, in both the words and pictures, and also in the sentiment.
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great
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Thanks 🙂
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