Working Solo

Working for myself
That day is here
Will I be productive
That is my fear

Now where is that creativity
That was bursting at the seam
It seems without pressure
Boiling water is plain steam

Without the tea break
Work did not progress
Now I realise it was not the tea
But the break after stress
That rejuvenated me

There was an
urge to do a 100 things
Connect, talk and take wings
But now I have the time
Damn, where are these things

If I am working solo
It's not really a holiday
I need to plan, schedule
Make a fire in my hallway

The fire needs to burn
At a steady pace
It needs to cajole me
Scold me at every turn

Long years of service
Under manager kind
Has made me slave
In body and mind

Arise Arise
This very day
You are the genius
Your client used to say
You are the gem
Your boss saw in you
This silence, This solitude
This lack of pressure
Should not get to you
(Written by Jibrael Jos )