Mar 29, 2020

Un-Even -MGS







In halls where echoes of laughter fade,
A shadow looms, a heavy grade,
The clock ticks slow, the minutes crawl,
As dreams are stifled within these walls.

Promises made, yet seldom kept,
Incompetence lingers, while hope is swept,
Forms misplaced, and emails lost,
Each day we bear the mounting cost.

The rules are tangled, a web of red tape,
While students struggle, trying to escape,
A system that falters, a ship without sail,
In the storm of confusion, we all seem to pale.

The bell rings loud, but silence reigns,
As visions of progress dissolve into chains,
We raise our voices, but they fall on deaf ears,
Frustration builds, fueled by our fears.

Oh, to be heard, to feel understood,
To see change blossom, to feel it’s good,
Yet here we stand, in a bureaucratic maze,
Lost in the shuffle, caught in a haze.

But still, we gather, united in plight,
With passion ignited, we’ll continue the fight,
For every misstep, for every delay,
We’ll carve out a path, we’ll find our own way.

So here’s to the dreamers, the ones who believe,
That change is a journey, and we will achieve,
Through frustration and struggle, we’ll rise and we’ll stand,
For a brighter tomorrow, we’ll take back our land. 

In the glow of fluorescent lights, we toil,
Each desk a fortress, each chair a soil,
Where dreams are planted, hopes take flight,
Yet shadows linger, dimming the light.

Voices rise in the morning's hum,
But some are silenced, their words go numb,
A nod, a glance, a whispered sigh,
Unseen battles, as time slips by.

The clock ticks on, a relentless beat,
Yet some climb ladders, while others retreat,
Merit ignored, as favoritism reigns,
A heavy burden, a weight of chains.

The coffee breaks, a fleeting chance,
To share a laugh, to join the dance,
But whispers echo in the break room air,
Of dreams deferred, of burdens to bear.

A promotion promised, but never bestowed,
While others ascend on a well-trodden road,
The talent unrecognized, the effort unseen,
In a world where the loudest are often the keen.

Yet in the silence, a fire ignites,
A spark of courage, a call to rights,
For every voice that dares to speak,
A chorus rises, strong and unique.

So let us stand, united and bold,
For fairness and justice, let our stories be told,
In the workplace shadows, let light break through,
For every heart matters, and so do you.
 

The Authors views - MGS

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