Auto pilot at the start of the day

eggs scrambled, fresh coffee

work through the day

smile on my face

watching the clock

routinely played

the hamster wheel

we ride each day

Time for a change

ditch the day job

and follow our dream


Dispair to a smile

Bleak is the moment

Ice is the air

Frosty with colleagues

Too much to bear

Comfort zone pulled

From under our feet

Jobs are now missing and obsolete

Tired are our heads

Weary our trust

Comfy at the top

No worries of loss

Ground down are the workers

No steam left

Where does it leave u?

Without much choice

Unless we claim back

The years we may loose

If we don’t see the light

Don’t take a chance

Stop being used, down trodden and glum

NO more despair, hope fills the air

Time for a change, smile for the new

Change is acomming

Eerie silence fills the air

the day has come for change

My choice, my change

The last day day has come


My comfort blanket of a job has stopped

whipped away, my choice

This is the end of an era

Jobs last day has come


There is an ache inside for what I know

a sadness for leaving it behind

apprehension for what comes next

I know that this will pass


I cant expect different if things stay the same

There is always a choice, which I grab

Today is the end of my comfortable job

On Monday a new chapter starts.