Things at work were going great
Morale was really high.
Now ain’t it just like Management
To notice, then ask why?
“What’s wrong with this-here picture?”
“We’ve got to make them skirm!”
So they dusted off the work rules
And made us re-affirm!
Cookie breaks; 10 minutes long,
And not one minute longer!
Make sure you report your accidents
Don’t wait until you’re stronger!
“Copy machines are for copying,
And telephones for phoning,
But only for the company!”
All the while, the axe they’re honing!
And I always thought my work space
Was the area inside the fence!?
“We’ve got to quash this attitude;
This hoi polloi pretense!”
“Chain them to their bloody bench!”
“How dare they use the loo!”
And all this nonsense stems, I’m told,
From one, or just a few.
“It has come to our attention . . .”
Was the mantra mush that spewed.
Why can’t they just admit the fact
That somehow, they got screwed?
Wouldn’t it make a lot more sense
To deal with the few involved,
Than kindle wrath in all the rest
And temper their resolve?
For me? Well, now I’ve vented;
My best intentions spurned.
I’ll just comply and plod along
‘Cause I’ve been re-affirmed!
Copyright © Dean Wood | Year Posted 2018
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