The Corporate Hymn Poem by Tom Billsborough

Etched in our hearts, your proverbs and your laws,
We are the graduates of your seminars,
Ready at last for the transport of Your Word.
We came rough-cast, of no particular learning,
Called to your Mansions by desire alone,
The pure seeds ready to be sown.
We shall not weaken, though we may be cursed.
We shall not falter in our Corporate faith,
Courageously go forth to fill our quotas.
Nor shall we be silent in defense of you,
Nor of your products, but bear your badge
With honour lovingly and honour blind.

The Pantheon of all my salesmen echoing my anthem!
Glad, at last, to demonstrate their voice of unison..
Welcome! All of you are Welcome!
Take your seats and sit like ready hares
Attentive to my image on the screen.
I am the one who you aspire to be..
But being God I do not come in person.