A promotion in life!!!
So that is how the Change Administrator
Became the Change Manager
For she became the reason for Change in Stranger
Her husband by far became the lone ranger
A 007 Star who lived the life of danger.
Then one day he got hit by a car,
And had became dead meat in a land afar.
For he turned up a one way street,
And had the Angel of Death waiting for him to greet.
For what is the objective of ones’ life,
Becomes a guide through pain and strife.
If only he used his son as a guiding star,
He is his life, yes, by far.
Today he walks through the hounds of hell,
Rotting inside a corpse shell.
For when you become a Change Adminstrator,
You check the history to decipher.
Who is the worthy of a change,
What is the objective they have in range.
For living a life of the seven doors of sin,
Throws your morals and ethics in the dustbin.
You by far become shrewd and rude,
Start to enjoy gifts of fast food.
Then one find day you realise and say,
I wish I could go home and there to stay,
But then you find your life has moved on,
You are left with no choice but to carry on.
That is when you look back in track,
And go all out to win your best friend back.
To give them the life they always did lack.
Then by far you get hit by a car,
Her husband becomes a 007 star.
Then you try to walk away,
You around to make her life day.
That is when you reveal the real face of Stranger,
How by far he became the loneranger.
The one who went on to sing Home on the Range,
The other who found that home life was strange.
Then you get caught with life in a river,
To choose a course to change course forever.
Either you wake up and go with the flow,
Or end up sinking and knocking at Death’s Door.
I cry today for my son and wife,
I put them through so much pain and strife.
I hope she has a better life,
For I was severed by the cloaked one with a carving knife.
From that day I saw the face of the real Stranger,
Who lived in the same house but as a loneranger.
It took me by surprise when he sent a Ferrari Car,
And went on to live a life of a Hollywood Star.
Now I turn to my best friend Hermes,
He is by far the one who quit playing games.
He is now looking for a fresh new start,
And I have always loved him within my heart.
He bought me back to my Seven Star life,
In his heart took me as a wife.
So from today in life he holds my hand,
Gives me the strength to help me Stand.
He was a lover not a fighter,
Never by far a One Nighter.
He is to me my Whitelighter,
Who told me to stand up and be a fighter.
Today comes to hold my hand,
To write my name in Silver Sand.
While I dress my other in Gold and Chrome,
Cry but rejoice for he is now going Home.
Today I work as a Change Manager,
Showing the light to servers and strangers.
My I be the blue flame of the pathway,
Guiding life and networks in my humble way.
By Anisha Achankunju (C) 4th February 2011
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