(from 24 Jun 2013, Death of XXX XXXXX, Pres.)
TO ALL EMPLOYEES: It is with deep regret that we inform you that our President passed way this morning, June 24, 2013. The memorial service will be held Friday, July 12th, at 4:00 p.m.
Deft at donning the commerce disguise
And at treading on toes of the wise,
He conspires with his friends,
Inside job, where he lends
What’s not his. . . just before his demise.
Rusted hinges groan loud as they swing
Close on – SILENCE – no more the Ka-ching!
All his coins turn to rust,
Blow away with his dust;
Vapors hot swallow up our late king.
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(from 10 Jan 2014, upon my employer letting go the receptionist and mail room clerk)
Removing Support Services
These fell events, blood-red and gory,
Morph into tales of pomp and glory—
The wheels of commerce grind along
Until the trend line on a chart
Says, “Time has come- cut out a heart,”
In cadence with the slaver’s song.
All Hell breaks loose! Loud peals of thunder
Across the blood-soaked, barren heath
Force keening wail through gnashing teeth—
A family is torn asunder.
Great monuments pierce azure sky,
While emperors grind piles of bones
To fill the cracks between their stones,
Proclaiming love from gods on high.