Human Resources
The name of the game is happy people at work
Human resources, The lifeblood of a workplace, Without whom no letter can be typed, No work can be done.
The machines stay idle, What good is it, In an empty room, With no one to operate them.
Spaces are created, Laughter and mirth, For work can be done, With happiness and fun.
All the machines become active, The work pace becomes pleasant, Technology begins to operate with speed, Human resources are most required,
This poem is in response to my friend Rochelle Silva who prompted me to write a poem with the initials H. R. Surprisingly the first word that came to my mind was Human Resources that she had rejected.
I feel no workplace can operate today without happy and qualified human resources. The machines stop dead and the workplace feels empty without human beings.
With the initials H.R. so many different types of poems can be made.
Thank you Rochelle Silva for the tag. Please read her wonderful story on heart rate.
The original fun prompt is by Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她)




