You were my boss
I was beneath you and never above you.
I respected you and worshipped the ground you walked on.
I enjoyed our professionalism.
I helped ease your workloads and I met your constant demands.
Your wish was my command!
So... why did you see me as a threat?
You’re the one with the power
I am beneath you remember.
You pushed me out of the door.
I didn’t do anything wrong.
You disrespected me. It was so unfair
Not even a leaving card or a thank you card.
No dignity whatsoever.
Were you trying to knock down my self confidence?
Was this your objective? Or even a hidden agenda?
Who is really the winner and who is the loser? ?
So many unanswered questions.
I feel betrayed….
Why did you do it?
yet it flows with passionate feeling, dedication seems to be unrequitted, wrought ingenious by lucidity, wellpenned,10+, thanks for sharing
Very well written Premila and I am sure a lot of people can relate to it. Mutual respect is so important but even more so, self respect. Thank you for sharing.10++++
i love the way you write! i thik=nk that you would like my poem 'weapon of choice'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good write premila. thanks for commenting on my poems