POETRY
Living expressions of inner work. Offered as a glimpse of the process towards radical self-acceptance, healing, and growth.
Sorry My Boy
Sorry my boy
I’ve got something to do
And unfortunately
It doesn’t involve you
Sorry my boy
I don’t have the time to chat
I’m too busy
But you know that
Sorry my boy
I can’t play right now
There is too much on
I’ve done as much as my schedule will allow
Hey my boy
I’m finally free
Want to hang out
Just you and me?
Sorry my dad
I’ve got too much on
With my work and my mates
My time is all gone
Sorry my boy
I’ve got something to do
And unfortunately
It doesn’t involve you
Sorry my boy
I don’t have the time to chat
I’m too busy
But you know that
Sorry my boy
I can’t play right now
There is too much on
I’ve done as much as my schedule will allow
Hey my boy
I’m finally free
Want to hang out
Just you and me?
Sorry my dad
I’ve got too much on
With my work and my mates
My time is all gone
This poem is from the book Wage Slave, The Unpaid Overtime Edition