we didn’t like
this owner’s attitude
too much hubris
insecure owner
can slice us up
blood sweat plus
but our true work
honour integrity
professionalism
it can never be owned
appreciated or stolen
remains source soul us
presenting us
through a narrow
artistic focus
praise favour
given as earned
slander stolen
we are weighed
by feather touch
compassion soul
fear strikes rage
power steals positions
dark souls rage
at choice best
choose submissions
affirming life
owner rejects
or chooses
simple choices
light
darkness
life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem