“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”
The typical company line of convenient answers
when Superior preferred not to bother
with solutions for outstanding business continuity matters
from Liz, a few floors below
Well,
they spiraled to that bridge
Broken employee morale, business audit fails
five alarm fires, daily hell
“Now that we’re here, how will we cross?”
Liz asked Superior
She looked at Liz, lost
“You figure it out,” Superior barked
“You didn’t properly forecast. This is your fault!”
So,
Liz figured it out
She pushed superior off that bridge
Now she couldn’t listen
to her unhelpful bullshit
And not a soul spoke
since the work was finally done
and the money came in
Hefty settlements for silence
Conveniently forgetful
smiling faces…
Loved this poem! Majority of the time superiors get paid for work those below them did and a lot of them don’t seem to care much about their employees. In fact, a lot of people work better without them- although maybe pushing them off a bridge maybe too permanent of a solution to issues with superiors.
Thank you! I agree, murder is never a solution. There are those who sadly will go to extreme lengths to succeed in life, sometimes at the cost of others, and it trickles down to the people who are rewarded to keep quiet, and oftentimes do, while maintaining a facade that everything is okay (smiling faces, etc), either due to fear, retaliation, the money is too good…etc.
Yup you are so right. Murder is definitely extreme but it worked well with the poem since it shows the severity of the issue.
I think so many people can relate to this! There’s too much oversight and too little accountability in corporate America these days and the issues are rewarded and recycled, even throughout any related attrition. Love you bring this to light! Well done
For real! 🤯 Thank you for reading!
No, thank you. You write amazing fiction but your poetry brings such incredible meaning to life. I’m buying anything you ever sell, you’ve gained a true supporter.
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