THREE STEPS
THREE STEPS
We’re getting close to when the bubble may burst
But hold on a moment, that is not even the worst
As now there’s no chance left of it being reversed
Do they know we are approaching a critical stage
Imminent grief no comforting words can assuage
One thought, one decision, one act
Tensions have been slowly building for some time
The melody’s off, that for so long’s been sublime
Discordant, and somehow the words don’t rhyme
Moving toward an outcome that nobody sought
With weak intentions that have come to naught
One fantasy, one possibility, one fact
It needed management with a strategic direction
Little tolerance for merely exposing imperfection
Intervention is critical and with timely correction
A scared team, with the fear seen on their faces
Ineffective, shuffling around and changing places
One ignored, one retired, one sacked
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2024
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