The system is broken, its victims on their own
Trying to navigate through giant crevasses alone
Shortage is the operative word here
Of supplies, personnel, patience- I fear
Overworked individuals close to their limits have reached
Workplace ethics have been tarnished and breached
Team spirit and casual camaraderie
Unfortunately one can only rarely see
Some brave individuals are still standing tall
Keeping the organization afloat, after all
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How do you begin to reverse the course?
Is there a magical formula to force
Broken pieces, jaded spirits, exhausted bodies
To join together, emerge from the fugue, to seize
Every opportunity to stay afloat, albeit small
To try to rise again, abort the free fall
To defy a system’s nature innate
To increase its entropy, to reverse the state
Of disarray, disorder, despair and dismay
To make consistent progress every day?
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The answer lies in keeping hope alive
You come out stronger when under pressure you thrive
Every cloud has to be silver-lined at the end of the day
You cannot heal until you are broken in some way…
Passion...unbridled 