Unbearable Deceit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life without a cause is nondescript, terminating in a wayward
quagmire.

There are no tools or ways to deal with cruel and inhuman
people - they are what they are - they never look back.

So unlike kind, gentle, patient people with no need or reason
for hurting others.

Turning words around to fit selfish, insecure needs is the
lowest form of human being on this earth.

Having no way to deal with lies and deceit behind people's
backs while unqualified people continue to sit in seats of false
power.

Irate over the dealings of so-called supervisors - life at
work comes to a standstill - no longer enjoyable or fun -
the workplace has now become unbearable.