The Midnight Owls

The bar shut its door's
We are high, so high that we hit the ground
mediocrity will astound
and performers debate

what is going to be our fate?

Oops Monday Office RD in & i am already late

Same old questions gonna haunt you mate!

Have you logged in 6 A/c yet?

And if you’re a fan of Mr. Safari,

There is no reason to worry!

Only sufferer will be the beholder

As sun sets

You Pal will be a beer-holder

Pop-corns will fly from up above in your mug!

Hi-tech music without earplugs

We get ready for another day,

With hangover to stay

Pipelines,Log-in's & meetings sound like

Bumble bees buzzing there way

humming, hissing, whispering all the way

if you are a Trainee

I am sure your head by now must be a macaroni,

But if you are a seasoned campaigner

you can prolong the date,

but the race never ends

pressure & targets mount

Shit! all my lustrous blacks have turned grey

now i don't keep a count

Gunning for Scalps,

Milking the clients,

squeezing the bucks,

the race never ends,

aspirations grow

they control my behavior

suddenly the next designation

is my only destination

i live from appraisal to appraisal

oh i so much wanna jump out of this treadmill

Its too fast & if i jump i fear i would be injured

fear dominates me i wanna break free i wanna break free

What do i do suggest me Mr. Safari...?

PS: Inspired by Dave Holloway's work, in fact first few lines i have taken from his " LOST"...

Very few outsiders will understand & correlate with people like RD, Mr. Safari & many things of oyr boring Mundae Office lives!