Resignation-Oh Boss
My pride stands untouched by money
Oh! my boss I don`t want to sound funny
Stains of greed can`t undermine my passion
Its my style, my ultimate fashion.
Can`t afford to be a slave for few bills and rents
Can`t undermine my freedom for few dollars and cents
No need of a bungalow at your mercy
To earn a quarter more with a stupid controversy.
I love to work and hate to be a slave
It will be my attitude till my solitary grave
I need a life where I have wings to be free
I stand adamant like a firm tree
I don`t need a Porsche or a Rolls Royce
Like a golden caged bird Oh! my boss
My freedom is something that you can`t rob
Oh! boss I don`t need your job.
Copyright © Lakshya Singh | Year Posted 2016
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