THE JUDAS LIFE
Few weeks ago, I lost my job.
They called me a blob
Meanwhile I thought of me as the company's cob.
Between the company and its best practices, I thought of me as the fob.
This one time I relaxed and I am done a dob
By someone that seems to be an overworking gob.
This is one person that I treated very nicely at my last celebration hobnob
When I was awarded for the eighth time as the best employee on the job.
Never did I think he was such a knob
As to do, to me, such a heartless lob.
You would think he would, in defending my golden honour, have no prob
But instead with the ruinous vibe, he did throb.
Well, the deed has been done. I cannot blame him.
Today, I found out I can really be of use
To someone who would, my services verily appreciate and not abuse
And mend every broken bone that accompanied the earlier bruise
But a term is attached to the cruise.
Without which, my celebration confetti, they would not diffuse.
I am required to give a secret they can against, my alumni company, use.
Hearing that term makes me blow a fuse,
How am I to be, by such term, enthused?
Oh the stress that is, by this term, intused
Where am I to find the muse?
What would be able to do my mind, a rouse?
I think to myself, Do I act so obtuse
And this opportunity peruse?
Or do I renege on the plan?
I think as I stare on the award of Deton Golden Man,
One of the awards I received when I was still with the Deton clan
But my fury, the pain of my sack, does fan
And I decide to be the Judas man
Sending Deton Group into the fire from the pan.
With this plan, Emery Global ran
Burning Deton group down leaving charred tan.
Today Deton Group, the second largest conglomerate is out of existence.
Now that I think of it, I should have done some abstinence
As although Emery group pays me 40million pounds per month for the sale of my conscience.
I still feel like I could have done better than this.
I mean yes, there is bliss
But the thought that I singlehandedly destroyed the livelihood of twenty million staff does my soul, some diss.