The Day I Lost My Job

The day I lost my job there was a pumping swell.
The day I lost my job my heart was an empty well.
The day I lost my job a little girl drowned at Sands.
The day I lost my job I mourned my hardworking hands.
The day I lost my job the world came crashing down.
The day I lost my job there was no one else around.
The day I lost my job my bank account went dry.
The day I lost my job the tears evacuated my eyes.
The day I lost my job I thought myself a failure.
The day I lost my job I felt the urge to email her.
The day I lost my job it all stopped making sense.
The day I lost my job life seemed much too intense.
The day I lost my job I sought some empathy.
The day I lost my job society laughed at me.
The day I lost my job I listened to the news.
The day I lost my job I drank a couple brews.
The day I lost my job I screamed aloud “FUCK IT.”
The day I lost my job I picked up an empty bucket.
The day I lost my job I made a magic potion.
The day I lost my job poisoned my devotion.
The day I lost my job that silly question arose.
The day I lost my job my soul necessitated repose.

The day I lost my job the world all came together.
The day I lost my job I started noticing the weather.
The day I lost my job I had plenty of time to read.
The day I lost my job I contributed a good deed.
The day I lost my job I learned a bit about myself.
The day I lost my job I realized my exquisite health.
The day I lost my job the sun came out to play.
The day I lost my job all the pain floated away.
The day I lost my job somehow I felt empowered.
The day I lost my job I no longer required showers.
The day I lost my job something in my head went “click.”
The day I lost my job I stopped feeling like a capitalist prick.
The day I lost my job I cracked a humongous smile.
The day I lost my job I hadn’t felt that way in a while.
The day I lost my job the universe was there without a worry.
The day I lost my job the constant questioning slowed its fury.
The day I lost my job exposed money for what it is.
The day I lost my job it became clear "what's mine is his."
The day I lost my job I was a steely-eyed-realist.
The day I lost my job I became a hippy-pinko-socialist.
The day I lost my job I finally came to know.
The day I lost my job I decided to let go.
The day I lost my job was the best day of my life.
The day I lost my job I was liberated from strife.