MANIC MONDAY

Weekend is over

Work now is the bloomer

Coffee won’t work

To perk you up and take the turf.

The day when traffic is high

The day when commuting is not an easy pie

Mellow, rock or indie music won’t suffice

Any other triggers won’t even make this day nice.

Start of the work week

Your left longing and weak

For that another weekend

When all stress and hardships shall bend.