employee's dirge, a job near you

employee's dirge, a job near you

A Poem by RuseInex

Look what they did to you, my beauty, my queen
you who have always stood strong for the truth,
who empathized with the pain of others
they attacked you after taking you in
after speaking praise and sweet words of your work
they did you in
after the friendship you shared,
of your grace shared,
transparent and clean
like a clear diamond glass

they turned on you and trampled your pearls
and when it suited their ins,
they hatched a venomous vial of blood
and spilled it upon your precious skin of a child

for whatever reason for spawn of their hate
i will not fully know,
but with wisdom like that of a serpent,
i well imagine,
a few simple ploys of generous spite, envy and greed,
and disdain without cause,
thrown in for good measure
such is the way the world guards its chests full of pride
bootyfull treasures,
with you and your kind being ransom
for more of the kill

but this I do proclaim,
the crimes they committed were not just on you,
but on humanity at large
on your children and i
they think they've escaped
as they run on the fodder and fuel of mankind
who've laid out the ground for civilization to thrive
who've paid their own share of all of the dues,
that keeps our communities running for the overall good

i know they'll escape in the short term and far,
but the justice of God
that seems to mortals as usually running late,
that he will recompense,
he can handle it and not,
like us implode

i speak for you my precious,
dear princess and queen
shunned by the world and cast outside their ring,
the one who made you indeed made them too,
he has seen,
he saw and he said,
that vengeance is His

i willingly yield my resentment and hate,
for i do love as he,
all of humanity,
mercy is mine to give and to take
dispensed unto they who mistreated you thus,
i know what's at stake
provided they pay by conscience at least
for he died for the most vilest of beasts

i remember to know how,
your body became like a corpse
i give and i yield to the will of our God
and wait for his revenge,
borne of impotence, all knowing wise
i do not live to see others suffer,
my heart breaks to see,
flesh, blood and bones nailed to a tree

your cheeks streamed rivers of blood
as you repeatedly turned
with the agony of a broken mind tormented by bullies

assaults like these to all of our kin worldwide,
has been from the beginning since the fall,
to the present and far beyond to his coming,
will constant endure,
is too much for me to sustain,
fills me with dread

no, not just to you, my darling, dear wife,
to this dedication, i humbly confess
if it happened to anyone within my vision and feel,
i would still care enough to exact a recompense,
with a cry and a plea,
great is the love who would die to make us free

to the Great loving Judge who rules over all,
for you i cry with the cries of agony,
i heard in your voice,
your night haunted dreams,
your screams in the night,
no employment law agency can ever erase
as you relived the spite and the hate,
in your subconscious spirit of state
spawned as night terrors by the one who took you in,
to employ you by praise,
you handled it well,
you met with trusting embrace
your fellow co-worker groomed and prepared you
for upcoming, well planned attack
cast her 30 pieces of silver along for the ride
to ensure her own warrant,
for no question or loss
ulterior motives dripping with dross,
paved way for the psycho, polar madman
head of the business, king of the coward
to shed his benevolent cloak and don that of Hyde
took you alone, like a lamb to the slaughter
into his cave, bureaucratic and costly of precious oak,
madman's boardroom,
and proceeded assault on you with infamous words

would that i had been there,
he would not have survived,
the sharpness of my righteous tongue
would have sliced him to shreds and left him undone
with mask and villainous sword,
his armed guardsmen would have made short work of me
i acquiesce,
though i would gladly suffer at the hands of death

for virtue,
for honor,
for you my love,
given my freedom for you and no regret,
for i surely know,
even for his high horse,
for his own sake,
he would not go unpunished
my soul shall rest with Your everlasting love

© 2017 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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