The Indispensable Man

This poem came across in an email sent throughout my workplace a few weeks ago.  During these times of uncertainty and economic woes, many of us are facing job challenges that we thought we’d never have to face in our lives.  

As much as we’d like to think that the workplace couldn’t get along without us, none of us is indispensable.    

THE INDISPENSABLE MAN

Sometimes, when you’re feeling important,

Sometimes, when your ego is in a bloom,

Sometimes, when you take it for granted,
You’re the best qualified in the room.

Sometimes when you feel that you going,

Would leave an un-fillable hole,

Just follow this simple instruction,

And see how it humbles your soul.

Take a bucket and fill it with water,

Put your hand in it, up to the wrist;

Pull it out and the hole that is remaining,

Is a measure of how you’ll be missed.

You may splash all you please when you enter,

You can stir up the water galore,

But stop, and you’ll find a minute,

That it looks quite the same as before.

The moral in this quaint example,

Is do just the best you can,

Be proud of yourself, but remember,

There is no indispensable man.

Saxon white