Corporate Gigolos Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Corporate Gigolos
Trapped in concrete jungle
Corporate vultures
Ivory towers
Tearing guts apart
Poor gutless soul
Treading lonesome
Cries out for more
CEO's score
One can only hope that the system will eventually change when the have-nots will get their due. Thanks and Merry Christmas, Richard.
Let's hope the change happens soon! Merry Christmas, Rajnish.
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4/29/2024 6:54:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Richard, such a powerful poem...a highest 10+++