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Israel Rivera Dec 2016
My mood is a helter-skelter
An endless series of ups and downs
There is no shelter
From this litany of smiles and frowns
There is no middle
What is today?
Just an endless riddle
Sunny or Gray? Cloudy or Gay?
One thing I know for sure
I will just have to let it be
For me there is no cure
It’ll never set me free
Israel Rivera Dec 2016
I am a soldier of Fortune 500
I feel neither pain nor hunger
In this applicant pool, I almost feel outnumbered

I look dapper in my business suit; don't mind the holes at the elbows and knees
Instead, notice my resume and my level of expertise
Ask me anything you please

How did I end here in this tragedy?
Although well versed in corporate strategy
Even I was not prepared for this calamity

Stock shares crashing to the ground
My comrades falling all around
With a gruesome sound
So much carnage abound

Growth and acquisition
Revenge and retribution
I can make a contribution

I just need a job; I assure I am a great fit
I never tire and never quit
Yes, I did bring my work permit

I am a soldier of fortune; a gun for hire
I make my way under heavy fire
I will make it through this mire
I am what you call a corporate survivor

— The End —