Cleansed

You definitely need a breather,
It is obvious to see.
Nothing is so important,
That you can’t be set free.

What can be so dire,
To put you through the paces?
Money, stress and misery?
Joining in the rat races.

I am guessing it would be futile,
To tell you to take a break.
Relax for a moment,
For your mental sake.

When your deadline is over,
And the papers are all filed.
Have yourself a vacation,
And go fucking wild.

Tell everyone it’s your time,
Your work duties are through.
No need for permission.
It’s your turn, your time is due.

Say goodbye to the office,
The wife and the kids.
Go on that vacation,
Do what life normally forbids.

Then back to your duties,
Refreshed and cleansed.
Looking at job and life.
Through a new and focused lens.