There are times in our lives when we allow ourselves to become somewhat adjusted to our routine, and it becomes just that, a repeated way of looking and doing things. If you have ever been through a traumatic event, you may have felt that getting back to a routine was important and wanted. If you allow yourself to get to set in at any point in your life, tragedy or not, if you can't break out of the mold you've designed for yourself you can become dated and unable to change.This happens to us not only in our personal lives, but in business. Many times businesses DON'T fail, instead they linger endlessly wilted and tortured. It shows up through employee disengagement or through a misalignment of actions to core business values and vision. If you looked at a business like this as a person, it would look like an old women walking down the street with a cane, penniless and bitter.
And with that note, I give you my poem for the day. Maybe it is about a person, maybe it is about a business. What do you think?
Wilted
Behind the uncertainty of fear removed
Buried anguish, releasing doubt
Thorns in shoes blame wounded heel
Tortured mind, undirected clout
Lingers with deception and strike
Restless ponder, driven haste
Beaten with stilted armor
Path altered, bitter taste
Wound in pungent stains of martyr
Adolescence captured, wrongly dissolved
Stench of grief for ever-after
Pain endured, never evolved
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