The Blogger’s Lament by Brit
Upstairs in the unforgivingThe focus in the poem is on how lonely and difficult it can be to try to make a living at blogging. Overall, it doesn't seem as if the author is happy with doing this for a living and would rather do something else but seems trapped in the cycle of the never-ending demands of his work.
World, the World must earn a living,
Struggling 'gainst the time and tide,
'Til sun sets on that World Outside
And softly sweet the night is falling,
But the blogger’s lonely calling,
Keeps him to his basement tied. For the blogger’s work is ne’er abated,
The newsfeed’s greed is never sated,
The blogosphere keeps getting bigger,
And RSI it cramps his trigger-
happy finger, ever-clicking,
Ever cutting, pasting, sticking,
And in the end for what? Go figure!
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