Waves

Breaking waves build as the storm surge roars
People pushing people as the working rage pours 
Shifting priorities shatter the production schedule
How much more can a day's work be overflowed?

Waves of work pile up and pile up we'll get to it later
Quality suffers while quantity is all that matters
Follow-through is spread so thin that it doesn't happen
And the customer waits and waits until who knows when

Way too much work spread between too few souls
The long term vision is lost in the moment of short term goals
The tidal waves of work threaten to overwhelm and break
Yes, something needs to change for their sanity's sake

        In the end when the waves of work whisper and settle down 
        The peace in agreement serves a better order, a better calm.

-- tim pickl, Saturday October 21st, 2000 A.D.  9:50PM

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