A Pome a Day for a Year

The poorly beast is slain
and stood,
upon mountains of triumph wondering,
‘Did we succeed?’

Like snatching defeat from the hands of victory
wellness has returned at the cost
of returning to the workplace.
Which is the more consternating?

Time away in pain,
or Time within in boredom?
No hours of enjoyment either way
but one the more than satisfactory.

Give me a cross, give me a combine,
give me the synchronity of wage and time,
endless and mine,
bringing out the truths that demand expression.