Tick-tock Tick-tock trots the clock,

Round my neck I wear that stunning badge,

and join the vocational scurry of the corporate flock.

Monotony ambushes my vicinity,

I’ve accustomed myself to live in ambiguity.

A fore Monday I anxiously wait for a Friday,

Contemplating piles of work waiting for me in my office tray.

Just like that another day fleets away,

just like that yet another day fleets away.

-Mehak Khajuria