Corporate Exile

Once so enthusiastic,
once so productive,
the prospect of a long term career,
seemed so seductive,
a motivated trainee,
who’d be like putty in hand,
to mould into greatness,
that’s why it’s so hard to understand,
how they could ship me off,
send me away to corporate exile,
like some murderous criminal,
hideous and vile,
with no supervision,
no one to care,
the silence that surrounds me,
now my cross to bare,
my thoughts of the future,
now seem only a dream,
the lack of direction,
chips away my self-esteem,
it’s impossible to contemplate,
why I’ve been placed in this bind,
perhaps a backward plan to silence,
a forward thinking mind?

more time passes by,
the same treatment I endure,
left to my own devices,
my own world I conjure,
where my existence is justified,
my future has vision,
I’m expanding my knowledge,
and involved in decision,
the path that’s been forged,
in this career seems bright,
but a sip from stiff drink reality.
shows this picture ain’t right…

I AM all alone,
NO ONE gives a fuck,
there is NO future here,
and I’m ALL OUT of luck,

It’s last call now,
better drink it down,
pack the hell up,
and get out of town,
as I quench thirst with reality,
it all becomes clear,
motivated minds,
are not wanted here…

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Deej Dubb is an organism from Sydney Australia. For Deej expression is a hobby, be that through writing, drawing or scibbling randomly…

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