Swimming frogs

 

Teams are tired of their tasks,
If you’d ever have the courage to ask
Them why they wear their masks
When they are or aren’t at work,
They’d perhaps break into tears
And sing sad songs in chorus.

The inseparable fear
Follows them everywhere
In perpetual Halloween
Like jokers of a comic scene.

They’re earning money
Which, through the years
They slowly realize is
Worse than sunshine
Bitter than honey
For with it at ease
Enter loans and maladies.
The swimming frogs cannot stop
Floating, can neither hop
Out of the pond to set themselves free.

As bonus
They import jealousy
Unkindness, cruelty,
Lack of mercy;
While on the face of it
Out of a hollow habit
They stage like a fake family.

Poor managers, as united scavengers
Proudly show the door
To a whole lot of estranged workers;
The chunk of the profit
They house in their pocket,
Innovative ways of conceit
Always in their store,
Lives leave, business lives
Turning leaves more and more.

© supratik 2019
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a sad reflection on today’s uncaring world.I long for the day when people decide enough is enough and we are more than debt slaves to the elite.
Good to read you again Supratik!
Alison x

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