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“Leaders”

Ambitious bastions always tout

progressive plans when they're about

while within they hide and pout

from novel things that may prove out.

 

And while inventing goals to follow

their ancients habits hold them hollow

as in vain wary workers wallow

force fed lies and hooks to swallow.

 

They hunt for those who work past five,

that trudge to work, endure the drive

who will sacrifice their personal live

until ambition can't survive.

 

Yet if you strive, you're constant told

do not do more, do not be bold

just fill your seat, forever hold

your tongue until you're dead and cold.

 

To subsist we're forced to hide,

only in others can we confide,

all success pushed to the side

as managers act bona fide.

 

Since those of meager measure make

hope of meeting metrics fake

interloping leaders take

their toll until hard workers break.

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macgyver
Published
Oct 16, 2018
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