No Respect - Show Me the Anger
Never to be challenged would not be expected.
One’s spirit would truly die, forever being infected.
Respect beyond years of age, enhanced by service scored.
Each day passing seems I am just a little bit more ignored.
Sincerely I see others being from outside welcomed aboard.
Persons with only profit for them are welcomed in accord.
Exasperated I continue to do my job for no extra reward.
Calmness is harder to reorder in my daily extreme restored.
Thwarting abounded, stabbing my abilities with a sword.
Copyright © Cecil Hickman | Year Posted 2011
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