In this wild corporate jungle, <br />You just cannot afford to bungle. <br />It is a dangerous game of snakes & ladders <br />The players being cobras or even worse - adders? <br />The reptiles wait in the wing <br />To seize any opportunity to sting <br />All you wannabes on the ladder aiming for the top <br />Should be prepared for an unplanned stop <br />You will hear wagging tongues and hissing sounds <br />As the slimy creatures make their rounds <br />They keep planning their moves and counter-moves <br />Hiding in the building's numerous grooves <br />Should you one day find a snake coiled around your chair <br />You can no longer stand by shocked and blankly stare <br />Cause if you do, you risk being swallowed alive <br />In the corporate jungle only the lean and mean survive <br /> <br />(Written prior to the sub-prime debacle - when the sharks were at their meanest best)<br /><br />Sandra Martyres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snakes-and-ladders-2/
