My Day

Stressed from the day

Head pounding like a gong

Trying to do shift change

Trudging thru’ traffic’s throng

 

Today wasn’t enough staff

Calls mounted on the CAD

Ambulance was a sauna

Way too many charts to add

 

No appreciation or help

From management above

Strapped with substandard tools

To perform the best job thereof

 

And dare to complain

You’ve got a better chance in Hell

Just lucky the truck didn’t die

N weren’t killed by fume’s smell

 

Finally made the base

Just as the arrest’s broadcast

Lucky your replacement’s there

Keys throw, torch is passed

 

Finally homeward bound

Escape to my utopian lair

To shed all burdens

Relaxation my only cup to bear

 

I pour a cold concoction

That no stress nor worry can impasse

A wonderous chilled substance

Serenity in a glass

 

Showered and changed

Feet up and reclining in my chair

I’m starting to finally unwind

My soul and body to repair