- As a 6th Grader, Walking, Home
- with bullies, stalking, can’t leave me alone
- bloody nose, broken glasses
- then Mom would punish me
- for rough housing, playing too tough
- couldn’t convince her I was getting my ass kicked
- something had to be done, bully whippings
- Mom whippings, this was making me sick
- couldn’t fight Mom, with the bullies, it was on
- I fought back, resistance, made the bullies
- leave me alone, one day beaten, black and blue
- fight back, next day, they’re gone
- fast-forward, at the All-Hands-Meeting
- the Audience, in a trance
- 800 employees, afraid of 5 Men, on stage
- because of their titles and perceived power
- low pay, no rage, no job security, no rage
- no layoff, this week, business, at its peak
- just hope, keep hoping, pray, keep praying
- you’ll be staying, here, another year
- held hostage, under fear, with a sore rear
- now 650 in the Audience, in a deeper trance
- we won’t layoff, this week, 650 scared of 5
- terrified, sober eyed, trembling
- won’t face, they’ve given in
- to the Nazis, who’ve turned their living
- into a fascist concentration camp
- spying on, lying on, fellow victims
- trying not to be banished into
- the un-employment oven or gassed
- relieved they got passed
- over, to stay, another day
- fearing any form of criticism
- distrusting, disgusting low life victims
- this is Darwinism, the molding and shaping
- of cowardice, aping their masters
- who create the disasters
- which become the perceptions
- that control their minds, via deception
- all they have to do is unite and fight
- with shrinking pay, prices rising everyday
- they will be coerced to battle, these corporate bullies, anyway…R.D.Revilo