Office Snipers

Office Snipers

A Poem by John Butler
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Is your workplace a battlefield?

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Dug in deep at the Office
Prepared for combat
Full on psychological warfare
Full -metal fatigues tailored to size
Casual Friday work wear lay strewn
On the barbwired desks, riddled to bits!

An 'orrible bunch we were
Devoid of humanity
Us, the expendable workers!
Back packs and broken backs
Punitive work loads intravenously administered

Our guards were double agents
The carefully chosen eyes and ears
Betraying their comrades even as
They shared our dug outs
Reporting deep behind enemy lines

We took the flak and gave it back
Eight life hours in hell hole pits
Day in- day out, way in- way out
Some of us died in hideous harness
While others filled their mission sheets
Crocked at sixty five plus years!

The Sanatoriums and ol' folks homes
Opened up their stagnant doors
While white -washed walls listened long
To old mens tales and old gals wails
Who dodged the office snipers

And died to tell the tale!

© 2015 John Butler


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Added on November 27, 2015
Last Updated on November 27, 2015

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John Butler
John Butler

Dublin, Ireland



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I enjoy a good read, lighthearted and humourous mostly. Inspired by: Con Houlihan one of Ireland's legendary writers! He was a great sportswriter and enhanced his writing with an eloquence of.. more..

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