I told you
I am selfish
I don’t expect
Others to look after me
I do it myself
I can never be sure
Others will follow
Processes
Mandates
Methodology
I know by rote
Because
I wrote them
For years
I was nowhere
In my list of priorities
It was family
Career
And
Anything else that
Hijacked my time
I remember thinking
The five minutes
I sat on the hammock
At five
Drinking coffee
Before the house woke up
And the rigors of the day took over
That was my time
My only time
That I could call my own
Slowly I started demanding
Time of me
For me
And I said
I am priority too
At least in my own scheme of things
That was the beginning of
My selfishness
Sometimes I forget
Or at least pretend
I hand over the baton
To someone else
And he drops it
And the relay is broken
The race is lost
I pick me up again
Dust me nicely
Dress up the wounds
And go back to
The start line
This time no relay please
I will win my race
By myself, thank you