Acclimated - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Acclimated

Acclimated to
Doing whatever
They desire,
Disingenuously complaining
That there is no talent
To be found and
Positions are going
Unfilled, conveniently
Not mentioning that they’re
Absolutely thrilled that
They can get away with
This duplicitous ruse,
Making their existing
Workers do more while
Leaving jobs open that
Formerly fed families.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer