Boss Poem by Kassem Oude

My close friend for age boss became
We aimed to cope well and cooperate
School progress the ultimate aim
Jointly till days' ends used to wait

His goal was money and fame
Promised colleagues parties galore
But frugal hard to reach those claims
That reduced his weight to the core

Staff gathered in another's place
He felt weak and jealous became
Grew aggressive rage ups his face
He fought and had to much blame

Hatred in heart did proliferate
All were foes and target of revenge
Sowed sick seeds among all mates
One by one would rule and challenge

All his plans earned full failure
No one feared him as scarecrow
He lead the ship as worst sailor
Firm is shaking as poisoned cow

He got too nervous and blind
distinguished not right from wrong
His madness reached me in such kind
Though I've mended his flaws along.


Kassem Oude

On Friday December 25,2015