War Room Tactics: Bad Bosses
War room tactics and closed doors
how mismanagement sways
Disparagement still endures
While friendships are betrayed
Confidants deceive their craft
With disciple reduced
Eyes blind as wardens harass
continuing abuse
We amble on eggshells
A few dozen at a time
Our lexes used as intel
For wicked paradigms
Like chessboards they play us
Directing every move
Their sly tactics fatuous
Not caring who approves
Our families are shattered
Established homes broken
Façades of past chapters,
reasoning unspoken
Endless days by the front gate
Our gumption at the door
Harassment starts around eight
Repose begins at four.
Derision runs right rampant,
Baleful eyes in the halls
Aware of all the damage
Through ears placed within walls
With office doors slammed shut
For hours of each day
Our endeavors undercut
When expressing dismay
Our staff crafted of sound minds,
Their goal was to destroy it
Management was so unkind
As if they’d found enjoyment—
And gratified in our pains
While they dampen progress
With such vigorous campaigns
Our relations regressed
Like tigers hunting prey
From the still grass they pounce
Ignoring our plight each day
Then like wolves they surround.
With stern arms doubled over
And wicked stares in place,
As their breathings creep closer,
They cause morale to debase
In a manner so irate
They jump to conclusions
No furnished facts to debate,
just bullies with delusions.
With condescending timbre
They’ve forgotten their roots
So quick to point the finger,
And leave you destitute.
But our fame is their success
Quick to blame us when wrong
So aggressive they oppress
we repress it, like its’s gone
But deep inside the cortex
We begin to process hate
Our views become distorted
still, bosses deprecate
When anger hits the temples
And steam comes out the ears
My soul becomes the vessel,
My devils reappear.
We play into their schemas
with anger and ire
Unstable my anima
Mired in their gale of gunfire
But cool heads when confronted
Are easier enforced
Hallway meetings now affronted
with taciturn discourse.
They undermine the discourse
And sever friendly lines
They bully with no remorse
And we laugh as they resign.
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I loved this, Paul. I have had a number of bad bosses in my working career, so I can relate very well to the words of this poem. Hopefully, karma is at work and bad bosses ultimately reap what they sow.
Oh if karma was in play John, these 2 bosses would get hit by a bolt of lightning from God. No care for human beings, no morals, bullies, always jump to worst case scenario as opposed to talking. Both are the definition of a piece of s*$t…to put it kindly. Thank for reading my friend, and I’m glad you enjoyed this.
Well done, Paul. This is great, well composed and fun to read. I have had more than a few bosses like that and they make the work place miserable. I am so glad to have retired from accounting after 30+ years and now doing what I really enjoy. Great work, Paul.
Indeed they do Phyllis. I have 2 in specific, 2 that I helped in the past now turned into tyrannical monsters. Both are uncaring of how many families they hurt in their mad conquest to show who has the power. It’s disgusting. I hope I last 30 years with A-Holes like those guys running things. Thank you so much for your support and kind words.
Bad bosses over the years forced me to self employment , now semi retired and No regrets !
Well done !
I wish I could be self employed. The only thing keeping me at my present employer is the benefits. I am glad you enjoyed this Ed.
Being the working poet that I am; I am so grateful that you put in words an office truth that needed to be told. Thank you Paul. I hope you are well. Jamie
I work with 2 horrible bosses every day. It’s very uncomfortable and the tone of everyday with them is belligerent. It sucks. They bring everyone down. Thank you for reading Jamie.