Heartless Boss - Poem by Micron
What do you do when you know you can’t cope?
To complete work in normal time there is no hope
On Monday the funeral I said goodbye to mum
Leaving an emptiness in my heart and tum
Boss told me I should use holiday for time I was off
But I’ve checked with others and his lies I’ve seen through
Without doctors note I can have up to eight day
Five on sick and 3 compassionate they say
Today’s in the rose garden they spread my mums ashes
While I’m in work and my boss mentally bashes
He gives me more and more to do makes me dizzy
My mind can’t think straight flits between blank and a tizzy
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