Let's zoom out a little, move from the dance floor to the balcony,
We toil for it on a daily basis, but there's more to life than money.
I know you love your work, take pride in the day's nitty gritty,
Having a purpose makes the life bearable, makes it easy, peasy, pretty.
Sometimes though it may happen, you lose sight of your goal,
And being on the top without a vision, can surely take its toll.
Come down to earth on those times, find joy in everyday things,
Get cocooned in the center of the formation, and give rest to your wings.
Shifting your perspective helps, you don't need to always lead,
There's a beauty to be led on the dance floor, its essential, I plead.
That earns you a ticket to the balcony, from where you can pull strings,
And perched aloft your vantage point, use some arrows and slings.
I've been the victim, and the oppressor, I've been in the bystander shoe,
I can be the judge, jury and executioner, but I prefer my absurd view.
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