Corporate Dance

getting out to meet and greet

sales pitch ready, tie knotted neat

for the mirage of networking.

toughest task is executing

 

I see my boss abusing me,

cold eyes with concealed glee

a maniac born, one in a zillion.

I wipe out thoughts of rebellion

 

driven by fear, chasing success

whimsical rotation on same axis

corporate irony, fancy labels

power speak in high decibels

 

stock market reverberates

as the office gyrates

to the ire of a super boss

working less, counting ESOPs

 

I suppress the sky

fire raging within, to

hold ground beneath

 

Ronovan Writes