Ode to ILS

Our day starts at 5 in the morning
when the sky hasn't still turned blue
While the people are sleeping or Yawning
We start our day all grand and new.

3 hours into the day
and we are free for good;

we are free to do what we want to,
not free to do what we should.

struggling against the traffic
we reach home much sooner than noon.

for those who have 12 hour work schedules
we are quite out of tune.

back in the room there's no power
so we sit with sweat and in heat
we won't have a cold shower
so without freshening up we eat.

and thus comes the evening and darkness
we all step out on the road,
it looks we are being driven like cattle
being hit by a specially made goad.

finally it's time to sleep
only to wake up at 5 the next day

it's not that we our smitten by this life
but we won't have it any other way.