Far away in corporate lands.

Far away in corporate lands.

In the corporate world

of the Dung beetle;

he found himself in the dung pile,

somewhere below, in the mix.

Meanwhile, at the very top

talk was expensive,

measured in salary.

He found as one climbed to the top

the rise in intelligence

was directly proportional.

So he thought.....

or was it just being CLEVER.

He also noted the higher you are

the less work you did.

The CEO could not only talk his way out of work 

but validate his worth by boasting.

As the  middle and lower order assembled

he and other fellow workers

all held hands supporting

the girth, the weight....

of gluttony at the top.

Not knowing

a civilisation was born.......

a pyramid was formed.

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Reviews

[Elmarie]

I really enjoyed the view the use of the ever so industrious dung beetle (one of my ultimate favorites). a wonderful poem about the working class carrying the weight for the top elite to enjoy the cream. The hint at the pyramid and the subtle suggestion of the Illuminati LOL well that's the beauty about poetry you read into it what you want. Once again a great depiction of modern corporate corruption.

El :)

[andrew mitchell]

Wow Elmarie thank you for your generous words. What a great review.

[Elmarie]

You are most Welcome :)