Interview with a Captain of industry (cavatina)

You can tell that power oozes out of him,
that this office
is a battleground of victorious meetings,
like a orifice
that issues blue-thunder his mouth opens;
a sacrifice
as a lamb to the slaughter I am led,
that some of the howling wolves can be fed.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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