Array ( [sid] => 175323 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Exploitation in an Institution [time] => 2013-03-02 10:22:33 [hometext] => In every job, Honest souls sob, Their peace, all rob, In pain their heads throb, So, work hard, never probe, As that is globe. [bodytext] => You may be honest and damn sincere
But, to correct you, others will interfere
Upon you, more work, they will dump
In this way they authoritatively stump

When you help them by sharing work
Their work, they will very trickily shirk
And see to that it is by you finely done
They will not bother about your burden

When you co-operate with true concern
They will by being toward you just stern
Give you instructions to work properly
As if you have been doing duty poorly

When you do more and more service
By doing all the work in your office
They will not thank you even a bit
They will decide that you are unfit

Day by day they will make you a slave
And conclude that you are not brave
Due to your kindness and flexibility
They will start underrating your ability

At one stage, they may even try to damage
Your skill by forcing you struggle to manage
By imposing impossible blocks, all will play
As they feel that you are a fool who will obey

Now, you can neither resist nor meekly accept
They will bother never even if you have wept
As you have inflated terribly their dirty ego
The feel that your prestige you must forgo

They will expect you to execute their advice
As if you are a fool and they only are wise
Now, you cannot at all open your mouth
As they have stamped you as uncouth

No soul on Earth preserves love and Justice
They bother only about their mirth and bliss
This has become the order of modern days
Here mercy and kindness, you cannot trace

If you fraudulently escape duty and just cheat
And with a cunning mentality carefully compete
Taking extra time without conscience or remorse
The World turns to you submissive and adores

But, truth and hard-work will triumph at last
All your noble efforts at no time will get lost
You are always in the good books of Divinity
So, bother not, do the level best in your duty.

mvvenkataraman

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Exploitation in an Institution
Date: Saturday, 2nd March 2013 @ 10:22:33 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: mvvenkataraman
You may be honest and damn sincere
But, to correct you, others will interfere
Upon you, more work, they will dump
In this way they authoritatively stump

When you help them by sharing work
Their work, they will very trickily shirk
And see to that it is by you finely done
They will not bother about your burden

When you co-operate with true concern
They will by being toward you just stern
Give you instructions to work properly
As if you have been doing duty poorly

When you do more and more service
By doing all the work in your office
They will not thank you even a bit
They will decide that you are unfit

Day by day they will make you a slave
And conclude that you are not brave
Due to your kindness and flexibility
They will start underrating your ability

At one stage, they may even try to damage
Your skill by forcing you struggle to manage
By imposing impossible blocks, all will play
As they feel that you are a fool who will obey

Now, you can neither resist nor meekly accept
They will bother never even if you have wept
As you have inflated terribly their dirty ego
The feel that your prestige you must forgo

They will expect you to execute their advice
As if you are a fool and they only are wise
Now, you cannot at all open your mouth
As they have stamped you as uncouth

No soul on Earth preserves love and Justice
They bother only about their mirth and bliss
This has become the order of modern days
Here mercy and kindness, you cannot trace

If you fraudulently escape duty and just cheat
And with a cunning mentality carefully compete
Taking extra time without conscience or remorse
The World turns to you submissive and adores

But, truth and hard-work will triumph at last
All your noble efforts at no time will get lost
You are always in the good books of Divinity
So, bother not, do the level best in your duty.

mvvenkataraman



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