Random Poetry I Suppose in Book Five: Working Through the Maze 2018

The bosses left at three
to meet some people
working on their home

I am exhausted
and cannot say
exactly as to why

I have earned
more than 4 hours today
though the bosses want 6 per

Not that I couldn’t get it
I suppose if I wanted
and I may yet, by working from home

Hard to say exactly
if it is my physical form
heart or soul that is tired

I am at present
even too tired for my sin
I am too exhausted to envy

No words of remorse
No words of comparison
No words of why not me

Simply here I sit
and there I sit
and feel tired while looking at a screen