In Disguise
A boss dressed as a "soul man",
matriculates into his company
in order to absorb the culture,
Disguised as a minority in order
to delve into his employees' lives,
desperately hoping they will let
their guard down, accepting him
as one of their own,
Yet, he remains out of touch,
unable to connect, because
deep down, he's playing the
part of a sly fox.
Copyright © Margeret Bailey | Year Posted 2011
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