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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
Written by
Israel Rivera  Houston, TX
(Houston, TX)   
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