Leaving the Fold

Home is where our heart is, so we are told,
Where home is a place to which we return; come home to the fold.
A place of sanctuary free from all fears,
And yet a place of sacrifice and heart-felt tears;
Still yet a place where we seek to avoid challenge
And deny a reality regret will not tinge,
Where complacency becomes rooted and opportunity lost.
Yet challenging times are always ignored at a cost:
To go forth and multiply your profit
Is better than wearing a cap while to a master you doff it
To be your own boss is to be desired;
But to be this you must be retired.
Out-sourced but not out-moded;
Out-spoken but not bar-coded.

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