An Unfriendly Work Place Poem by U Win Kyi

When I was promoted higher,
they felt indignant and bitter,
saying that I was no smarter,
but more sexier,
to the boss staying closer.
Such talking was so unfair.

When I smiled at them,
they didn't smile back in return,
I thought it was out of jealousy,
making me feel so sorry.

When I was sad,
they felt very glad,
out of hatred,
to pull my leg.

Bitterness, jealousy and hatred filled the atmosphere,
though we were working together.
The friendliness was just superficial,
neither deep nor special,
from which I wanted to escape to another.