Unemployed Poem by Sandra Martyres

He said that he always lacked a sense of real greed
His conscience did not permit a spirit freed
Despite several visits to and discussions with his peers
He could never rid himself of the his unending fears
He could not conceive breaching the rules
He lived strictly by the values learnt at school
But respecting rules seems to have been a show-stopper
Since he claims that he is still just another pauper
As he could never adopt the young MBA flashy style
Although on the job he always ran the extra mile
He despised them as belonging to the arrogant lot
Waiting like hawks for an opportunity to spot
They did not hesitate to break the rules
Especially when it helped to increase their bonus pools
They scoffed at his references to values and ethics
Dismissing them as holy noises made by spineless lunatics
So today he has joined the ranks of the unemployed
Not knowing if and where his skills can be redeployed