Make A Difference
Of course
I know I’m crazy—
It comes as no surprise:
Some say it’s in my dancing,
You claim it’s in my eyes.
Certainly
The heats now all back.
How many merlot glasses
Will put off my next fatal heart attack?
Whatever:
I’m employee #1 engaged!
Boss Lady don’t give a fig about abused consultants:
Who’s next to get pure and outraged?
I’m sure
The bottom line won’t budge:
What’s in your action plan?
Sadie is preactively actively dying—
Time to earn my token as your Angel man.
Posted on June 5, 2015, in Poem and tagged abused workers, action plan, actively dying, Angel, bottom line, corporate nonsense, corporate-employee crevasse, crazy, dancing, engaged employees, eyes, frustrated, heart attack, ignored outrage, merlot, metrics, pointlessness, stress at work, Summer heat, tokens. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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