life beneath the ground

I have nothing. No. I have less than nothing. Nothing is when you have zero cash at hand. Nothing is when you lay flat on the ground with the earth enveloping your existence. In my case, I have obligations. There are loans to pay, bills to settle, and pledges to carry on. Not to mention other duties to act upon fiscally with a loving family. Sad to say but I’m currently below ground zero.

But it doesn’t need to be this way. It’s not too late to change such predicament. I still have my life to live. Opportunities abound! All I need now is the courage to strive above this dirt. Forget inspiration for now. All I need is a lil’ bit of perspiration to soar! Okay. A lot! But then again, though times demand a lot from these feeble arms of mine, I’m still young. I need to use all resources at hand to fill my future with certainty. That’s what I should do – bank on youth so I will have grains for the rainy days. Use every bit of energy I have to set aside ample wealth so that I can live life to the fullest before I finally become old and weary.

seasons passed, my time has not begun

It had been more than a year ago since I marched up the stage to receive my diploma. That piece of parchment symbolizes a great future ahead. It was a proof that I have earned a degree – and from a reputable school at that! It was my education materialized! Sigh! Education, such an elusive word – considered to be the greatest treasure any parents can endow their children. It really was. But now, I can’t even seem to capitalize on this “knowledge and expertise”. Let alone show tangible gratitude to my parents. Come to think of it, I have never seen such qualifications needed in varying job descriptions. And now I’m left with no choice. Stuck with a thankless job that provides my daily bread, I can only dream of life smeared with butter.