Lately I’ve been dreaming

It’s like my subconscious is streaming

My boss appears a lot

We hang out and talk

But not at work

No, in my favorite restaurant

She’s more like a friend in the dreams

We sit close at the table and she tells me a lot of things

“I know you’ve been reading on Indeed

All the articles about my job description and my salary

You’ve been reading in the books about corporate greed

But can I ask you – would you pray for me?”

Her hands were shaking

Her voice trembled

She told me the wolves were closing in

A big mountain of debt

She didn’t know where to begin

A lot of wrong choices in her wake

She had a lot of regrets

I told her I’d also made a lot of mistakes

She put in her notice

Sold her house, her car, her fancy clothes

Three weeks later she told me, “I’d always hoped for this”

She looked lighter

The bags under her eyes were gone

She said to me last night, “Do you ever feel like we’re living in Babylon?”

Our eyes met

I’m still with the same company

I told her sometimes I get anxiety

“At night I can’t rest

It feels like it’s all meaningless”

But she told me it’s not

“You prayed for me and look where I’ve got”

She extended her hands across the table

She prayed for me and I felt a little more stable

I awoke and the air was clean

I prayed for my boss like in my dream

Maybe we’re all in some sort of exile here

In the land of trial and tears

Corporate ladders

On computers behind tall windows

Are we chasing dollar signs

What really matters

Do the dreams reveal what’s in our hearts and minds

The same people that plague me are in my dreams

When all else is stripped away they’re still at the seams

I want it to all be right

My soul light

How close is reality to my dreams

My boss called and wants to meet with me