Will I create a difference?
Can I alter anyone’s experience?
When I leave today will it matter?
I hope at least I’ll be a factor.
Questions of a life’s existence,
Of whether to provide assistance.
Or should I rather be judged
On if heaven’s scales were even budged.
Corporate schemes all contend,
A person’s a person, most easy to bend.
The worth of one is nothing more,
Then the space one takes within the corps.
Devalued beings fill those ranks,
Of mindless stiffs who act as planks.
Detach yourself from that role
Open your heart and save your soul.
– Clarence Holm