http://bigbingobeethoven..com/2022/04/coming-of-age.html

Keys crunched and emails flew...
Railing words of higher ups rained down on the backs of cotton collars...
"Unacceptable", "I will not condone", "do this immediately"...
Unbearable and unceasing rains...
So they felt...

A deep ache, a sore stopped up with traffic bumper to bumper...
Horn calling to horn...
Its cause never to be found upon passing the epicenter...

Earthquakes of emotion as the minds comparison made of your daily bread...
To their daily feast...
Truly a struggle...
Truly an unrest...
A stress, a stretch...

Threatening and leering...
But behind it true sunshine lies...
It is but a shadow...
Peace of mind is its demise...
A silver cloud.