i was walking
down the steps
of my office
and i saw a little
blue marble.
lonely.
fresh dropped.
i thought.
maybe the ceo
lost one.
or maybe the
cfo lost his.
a wicked
smile i could feel
played naughty
on my lips.
the top management
seems to be
losing it.
funny anecdotes
formed within.
funnier repartees
bubbled inside.
my mind was
on full boil.
it was going hither
and thither.
and then someone
tapped me
from behind
and said,
excuse me,
but is this your nut?
prathap suthan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-blue-marble/
