I saw a star, thought it was mine
Climbed to the light only to find
I couldn't reach the final strand
And no one there to hold my hand
So near, so far, so
... just be damned !
...don't give up the day job.
Some men they have a greater need
When bills are paid and all mouths feed
To make cathedrals of the mind
To shape life's clay in rows and lines
To search the soul and try to find
...but don't give up the day job.
The thousands who have gone before
Why would I find something more?
They strayed the path that all rats lead
To try to meet that deeper need
The chosen few are few indeed
...don't give up the day job.
But glad I tried to reach the sun
A bold attempt all said and done
A man with dreams to realise
A man that tried to actualize
Life's lesson taught and memorised
I won't give up the day job.
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Author:
Jeremy Leach (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A while ago I had a small,failed business venture. It was meant to be my plan B in life to help get out of the rat-race.
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Good write, we must try to reach our goals but secure in the knowledge that all will be well if we miss them. One day we may reach them.
Very true but I'd say it can be hard in practice. The longer you work at an idea the harder it is to accept failure as an option. Having said that, I've learnt the value of salvaging the good out of failure and have done so. In fact I'd even argue that there can be more to learn and value from failure than success. There's a poem in that irony I'm sure !
It's better to have tried and failed than not to have tried at all - or so they say. I haven't quite had your experiences but have changed jobs only to regret the move (more then once) so can empathise - great work Jeremy.
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