During the day
I slowly progress
Towards earning
More and more
Money.
I talk to
All sorts of people
Who make decisions
In big companies.
They
Sign the checks,
Which in turn
Pays my bills,
Rent, food,
Entertainment.
After all that,
I come home
And I can’t help
But feel like
I’m still not making
Any impact
On anybody
Or anything.
I’ve been writing
These poems every day
For many months now.
Even though
I haven’t been paid
A single cent,
I’d rather be remembered
For this, these words,
Over being recalled
As an efficient
Account executive
Any day.
D.H. Lee
(via Swanksalot)