There’s work to be done,
I’m very sure of that,
As I take off my coat and hang up my hat.
I sit at my desk,
I straighten my tie,
I stare at the screen and ask myself ‘Why?’
Why did I put it off,
Adding more for today?
Procrastination always gets in the way.
I don’t think I’ll finish,
Or meet my deadlines,
The boss will surely yell, the blame is all mine.
I hang my head low,
Put my palms to my face,
And pray a silent prayer and beg for some grace.
Taking a deep breath,
And holding it in.
I grab hold of my work and just… dive in.