POETRY | Prayer Before Graduation
I have not yet graduated; O hear me.
Let not the consultant or banker or
Corporate recruiter come near me.
I have not yet graduated; console me.
I fear that the rat race and the industry may
In departments stifle me, with mindless tasks bore me,
With status drug me, with bonuses buy me.
I have not yet graduated; forgive me
For the promise I’ll squander and the gifts I shall waste,
The values I’ll lose and the dreams I shall murder for the sake of
Cold comfort. See my universe narrow,
My nature diminish even as I’m worth more,
Whilst I die the many deaths of the mind.
I have not yet graduated; rehearse me,
In the parts I must play and the cues I must take when
Clients harangue me, colleagues denounce me, the tea lady
Sneers at me, HR throws me under the bus, and
Management orders me hither and
Thither and hither and thither,
And meetings and meetings and meetings,
And my boss hogs the credit.
I have not yet graduated; indulge me.
For these halcyon days will soon pass away
And dissolve into memory’s haze.
So let this life of the mind yet live for a time, let the dance
Go on while there is light and life still left in me.