I start my day by sitting on a chair,
giving my monitor a hard,cold stare,
by evening I'm done with another coding,
Oh! this has become a routine so boring.
Like all, I entered this field with great hope,
jobs were many and there was plenty of scope,
dreams of joining the likes of Gates,
and a chance to make money in the states.
Thus, I entered the world of bytes,
only to realise that reality bites,
coz a programmer's life, isn't all that cozy,
the bed of software, isn't all that rosy.
Seeing the monitor all day n night,
have taken the power of my eyesight,
late to bed n late to rise,
has made me wealthy,
but not healthy n wise.
Working holidays, busy weekends,
no time for family, no time for friends,
my job steals most of my time,
helplessly, I watch this crime.
Just for few bits of money,
I forego those moments with my honey,
when I should be out - having fun,
I'm telling a comp, what's to be done.
I hate u, yet I cant get away, coz,
I need the money u pay, god,
to thee I pray,
if there be one - show me the way.
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