The CEO of a mid-sized company
Knitted his brow and frowned in thought
How can I make the firm grow bigger, and swell its coffer
How can it reach more, and make the competitors sore
He noticed not his loving wife, nor the adorable kids
All he saw were numbers, till they numbed him
He had no life, no fun, never saw the life under the sun
Till one day to his stunning horror
The management showed him the door.
The volunteer in the NGO
Beamed each day in delight
His thoughts were not shrouded in results of the quarters.
His life cycle did not revolve in 3-month brackets.
All the day he attended to people in pain
Never losing his ear to ear grin.
His problems were global, his jobs swelled with
A war in Syria
When ISIS flexed its muscles
When Trump taunted Kim
Whenever X targeted Y
While who is X or who is Y was never clear
The Z was always the constant.
The innocent bystander who always bore the brunt.
He spent his life in tending to the Z
Ready to let go his much needed zzzzzzzzzzzz
A bank balance he did not have
But a life in balance, certainly yes.
This volunteer in the NGO is today nervous
For he has to interview a former CEO, no less!