Don't SlipA Poem by D ConnollyThe office is a dangerous placeIt's not a thing I'm proud of, to want to see you fall But your actions here are really gross, and I don't care for you at all Look how proud you stand there, whistling like a bird But I hear a very different tune; A squawk is what I heard "Look at me! Look at me!", desperation in your eyes You need everyone to love you, but I see through your disguise Your veiled contempt for rivalries isn't missed by me I saw the passing look of fear, you cannot hide your greed Taking parts of another's work and claiming as your own You sit on piles of betrayal and lies, making it a throne Like the crow that rides the eagle's wings, I know you think you're slick You're stepping on heads to break your fall, its just a parlor trick I always try to see the best in the people that I meet I'm not boastful of another's flaws, of those, I am discreet But when I hear your bumptious claims that put down all the others I can't help but want to protect my sisters and my brothers I watch you dancing close to the edge of office politics And while I won't push you over the ledge... I'd love to see you slip © 2016 D ConnollyAuthor's Note
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