These Folks
Why folks want to control me
To execute power really
Is it their complex inferiority?
Or a trait of insecurity
Micro managing and acute eye
Provokes me to quit and bye
Stuff-less folks with ego huge
Mission-less minds, morals loose
Always engrossed in protecting
Their chairs in a way irritating
Actual vision never comes in
As the top dogs selfishly chip in
When I become the steward real
To enjoy ultimate power and zeal..!!
Copyright © Vinoda Bommakanti | Year Posted 2021
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