Best Employer Poems


Premium Member An Open Letter To My Former Employer

So, XYZ Company, after my five years of servitude and loyalty
you close the doors, you dissolve the department
with less than a day's notice, because, hey, that's all we deserve-
And it was no accident you announced right before Memorial Day
So you don't have to give us holiday pay
And of course you think that's fair
You would rather deny a dozen people their livlihood
Than deny yourself your vacation home in Hawaii
Or your Montana ranch, or your private plane
At least, you avoided the hyprocrisy
Of pretending to be sorry.

And what of our bonus, XYZ Company,
that you promised, oh so ardently!
Oh dear, so sorry, quarterly revenue goals
were missed by thatmuch
so whoops, can not pay bonus after all
And it would be super great if everyone
Could just develop group amnesia
that we ever said it was 'absolutely' on the way-

Oh, XYZ Company, you scammed us, you flim-flammed us
You lied and you know it and we know it
We were betrayed like an unfaithful lover
Burned like an untrue friend
But there is no illusion here of friendship, or respect, or trust
Or even professionlism

You have no future, XYZ Company, for you are dying
diseased, corrupt, and caving in,
squeezing pennies 'til the end
And I am glad to be long gone
When the collapse comes
When the avalanche of your ruin is complete
And you are done-

Submitted to 'The Gem that Slipped through the Cracks' contest on 2/09/21
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh

Ode To the Employer

You get me up each morning in addition to the Lord, 
I'm grateful that I have you but it's time to even score,

without you I'd be sleeping down on someone's 
hardwood floor, but f* you, I refuse to take your BS 
anymore.

I give you 40 hours ev'ry week I'm so OG, I 
sometimes give you more by labor laws I'm so OT,

morose'fully I hopefully envision an escape, you pay 
me yes but even still it's like I'm being raped.

You vaseline me savagely then say it's for my good, 
then penetrate me rough with ev'ry inch of thy own 
wood,

I can't take any time off cause it has to be acrued, 
which leaves me hanging open feeling used and 
plus I'm screwed,

If God forbid that something happens with the kids at 
home, it's you Mr. Employer that makes workers 
grab the chrome,

and spazz out in the office puttin lead in others' 
heads, instead of work for you they feel they're better 
being dead.

I won't take those extremes but still I know just how 
they feel, instead of keep it real you'd rather give your 
workers dill,

like pickle nothin trickles down the bottom rung to 
those, who prostitute themselves for you we're like 
your workplace h03s.

Morale is at an all time low cause folks are just fed 
up, if you'd just treat us right we'd happ'lly work with 
our heads up

inside the clouds for miles and miles but that won't 
happen can't you see, I need you but I f*ing hate you, 
signed an employee.

The Sun's Employer

Lower your rays O harsh sun, 
for they cast shadow on his grace.
Your laser beams invade the light in his eye
And cause him momentary pain.
I shall not forgive you for such things
He who is so radiant.
More radiant than you perhaps if you did not steal
From him, the light you project.
It was indeed his magnificence that provided to you
The great fire you harbour today.
And it is indeed him that you orbit,
For he is the centre of everything.
I see him twist and turn as you bounce on his eyelid,
For him, I could cast you away
But it is not in his nature to cause pain.
So, I shall abstain
For it is his love I seek, not your rays.
Go forth your orbit and leave us be,
Lovers under the moonlight, you a voyeur be.
Scintillating under the moon’s mono light
Which it seeks from him too,
For he is the power behind tide's blue.
Let us love more, just a night or two,
Form an eclipse and block out your rays
Even if it means we may be together for a bit.
I'd much rather have deprived skin
Then seek to you for warmth
For he is all the warmth I need,
The sun which I orbit.
He keeps me warmer than the job you do.
And needs not a night to regain his form,
Forever energised for me.
Perhaps it is time now,
For him to assume his place in the sky,
Remove you from the sad job you do.
Let him shine above and warm me,
Better than you’ll ever be.
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Employer Who Looks Like a Voyeur

Employer Who Looks Like A Voyeur

We had heard he was a well liked lawyer,
Employer turned out  to be a big voyeur;
Had stood  or sat;
Women looked at;
For this disease there was no known cure.

Jim Horn
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FROM THE DIARY OF AN EMPLOYER

I want you to come to me
With all the reasons good.
With nothing much to worry about,
Less to be misunderstood.

I want you to look at me
With love and care and hope.
I want you to read my eyes,
Where words find little scope.

I want you to be heard 'midst all
And spread the dew of love.
I want you to be happy with me,
Though much is thrust from 'bove.

I guess am not wrong after all,
In chasing my dreams long born.
I want you to be a part of this,
My heart's no room for scorn.

Give me a break for a while,
I want to be alive with you.
In laughter, party, participate,
At times am a lot bit screwed.

I love to see you tenderly work,
With passion etched on your frown.
I want to hear your breath release,
Satisfaction and music around.

I give no word of mine I know,
You held a better score.
I want you to touch my life--
Leaving me to wait for more.

MY JOB

My job hours are
Nine to five with
No over-time so
Why are you calling me
After hours and invading
My personal time just
Because there’s a problem
You as a boss should be
Qualified to handle
I’m not getting paid for this
So why are you disrupting
My personal time and space
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Premium Member Job Opportunities

They say they come once in a lifetime, but do they
Really is that the only time a nice job will swing your way
Feels more like meat thrown in the air for a hungry bird fight
Is it really worth the battle to chase the bait for a bite
Most decide to leave one for another chasing that higher dollar
At the bottom of a new corporate latter wearing that blue collar
You put down what taste familiar for another cup
It sounds like an opportunity until you realize what's up
A brand new environment with a whole new set of rules
Feeling the shoes of an employee that was used and abused
It must have been opportunity for them at one time
What's the real reason for posting the "We're Hiring Now" sign.

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