I Sacked God - Poem by Gladys Ombati
Unto me, a job is given
Vague was the definition of the job description
For I was qualified, I was to make it clear
And fulfill all duties with no hesitation
Oh, I loved the comfort zone more
The claps, the smiles, they made me-
Oh, how great this honour was,
Till weary days set in; fading strength
For the duties suddenly were wars
I blamed my Boss the most.
How, no job description, best results needed.
With sunset on my face, I demoted myself.
Burdened, revenge was the best appeal.
I could not get any pad on the shelf,
For with effect, I sacked my Boss.
Re-evaluation, I yearned for another job,
Bound by beings, to impact and live a legacy,
He – the very Boss, restored me, gave me courage,
Clarity unfolded, on the job description, no longer a fantasy.
Permanently reinstated is my Boss – GOD.
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