no surrender

you start
a new job
in a new suit,
with a spanking
brand new pair
of shoes.
your tie is neatly
aligned
with your
crisp white shirt.
you go in
and sit at your
desk and begin
the tasks
that they've given
you.
but within an
hour you are staring
out the window
at a man cutting
grass.
another man painting
lines onto
the parking lot.
someone
reading on a bench.
then your boss
looks in
and says how's it
going. can you have
that file ready
for me
by lunch.
you tell him that no,
it won't be
ready, you have to
go. there is
still no surrender
in you.