Project Management:

Am going mad slowly with because of my SMART objectives
I wanted to be a man with a plan. This was how it all began
I wanted to write my bible. To make a boat out of good intentions with a rudder
woven in teak by solid methodology which didn't work out at sea

I am stuck on the shore listening to the silent waves of those more employed than me
and asking myself with nasty honesty: Why do they always disagree?
Why will no one pay me agaion? Is my writing not angry enough?
To float? Later, the boat, I discover was built despite plans

Before Project Management even began,; I just look back at how
Young we all once were and my boat self plugs; it looks almost likely
maybe, everso contritely, as if, it could even, on a clear day and
with wind at your back, succeed, in getting a human ashore.

And if and when they need my boat no more. I'll charge again.
And at last, make some money into some morte.....