A Perfect Company

A Perfect Company By: Noel N. Villarosa They are the big fish in a small pond They received kudos and power widely With their bunch of fives used as their wand They dominate while sitting idly Been tasked in carrying coals to Newcastle Never saw them as cool as a cucumber The atmosphere of the office is in a chronical hassle Mobility and formative years, they are there to encumber World-weary, so he indulged into stargazing That he was working in a peculiar place Where people work with eternal bliss Where no one to make shudder and no egotist displaying Everyone is happy to comply with buoyant spirits You feel as no stranger but as a longtime friend Where giving recognition and importance have no limits Different origins and cultures do blend There were no rush works and pressures No deadline to meet and sanction All work harmoniously with pleasures And get involved in another function They were wearing a white uniform No shoes, all are barefooted No pains to bear and no hurting words thrown A feeling of living in your own homestead The place is boundless in its beauty Where children play with other creatures No darkness, only eternal light and free from enmity That you can rest in the placidity of its seashore Then a meeting was called and everyone gathered in the garden He was introduced by the man sitting on the throne He saw the man’s face as magnanimous, charmingly simple and serene A soothing voice and said, my son, there is no contract signing that you can hold your own Only love will bind us as one Written and posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 4 January 2010