Aging Workforce

All around, the work place ages;
A familiar book with yellowed pages.
In the cubes and office spaces:
Knowing eyes in wrinkled faces.

Once flowing hair and handsome head
Is grey or glistens bald instead.
Hear the rasp of coughing; chronic.
Health-nuts leave too soon; ironic.

Strangers in community;
Shipmates in a torrent sea,
Drawn closer as they look ahead;
Careful planning, full of dread.

Youthful fishers, from the side,
Spread their hopeful nets out wide.
Patient; waiting there to see.
What will be their legacy?

Hyper

Hyper is our Gerbil boy,
He has a furry tail and face.
He never slows to say hello,
Its like he’s in some secret race.

He climbs around his wire cage
His wheel goes round and round.
Even in the dead of night
You’ll hear that wheel-round sound!

You’d think, to see the little guy,
That he’s a play-a-holic.
Just put him in a hamster ball
And he goes Hyper-ballic!

Re-affirmation

Things at work were going great;
Morale was really high.
Now ain’t it just like Management
To notice, then ask why?

"What’s wrong with this-here picture?"
"We’ve got to make them skirm!"
So they dusted off the work rules
And made us re-affirm!

"Cookie breaks; 10 minutes long,
And not one minute longer!
Make sure you report your accidents,
Don't wait until you're stronger!

"Copy machines are for copying,
And telephones for phoning,
But only for the company!"
All the while, the axe they’re honing!

And I always thought my work space
Was the area inside the fence!?
"We’ve got to quash this attitude;
This hoi polloi pretense!"

"Chain them to their bloody bench!"
"How dare they use the loo!"
And all this nonsense stems, I’m told,
From one, or just a few.

"It has come to our attention . . ."
Was the mantra mush that spewed.
Why can’t they just admit the fact
That somehow, they got screwed?

Wouldn’t it make more sense
To deal with the few involved,
Than kindle wrath in all the rest
And temper their resolve?

For me? Well, now I’ve vented;
My best intentions spurned.
I’ll just comply and plod along
‘Cause I’ve been re-affirmed!

Knowledge Transfer

The company pays for what I know;

What I’ve learned over years
That lets me solve the problems
That bites them in the rears!

But when I’m gone, those younger guys,
Those young pups there behind me,
Will have to learn it all anew
‘Cause they ain’t gonna find me!