Surviving The Daily Grind Poem by Matthew Holloway

It begins as most days do
The alarm goes off signalling the start
Some people make it with just the one alarm
Others have two or three, four I've heard
Myself I make it with just the two
Set five minutes apart so one's just a backup

Then there's the routine we all have
Mine is toilet, shower, dressed and prepare lunch
The commute follows walking, cycling, driving
Some even catch the train
I walk plan to cycle though, save time
So I can fit a coffee into the routine

Eventually arriving at the place of work
Registering arrival, greeting co-workers
Before beginning whatever task awaits the day
That is the daily grind working away the hours
Filling gaps with small talk of television
Or sports or movies or idle gossip
Till that last hour passes and we leave

Then it's the journey home, traffic passes
The daily grind continues still going
Food preparation and consumption done
And little jobs cleaning and the like done
A drink beer, wine, water or a cup of tea
Kill some time watching television
Or filtering through the internet
Before sleep beckons where we await
That alarm to begin it all again