As I re-enter the corporate jungle with misplaced notions
Where responsibilities and deadlines brutally overrun emotions
In the race-to-finish first in completing never-ending stream of tasks
What would Love do I begin to ask
Dog-eat-dog mantra is accepted and followed aplenty
Acquaintances are several while friends are scanty
As work precedes family, and intentions wear masks
What would Love do I begin to ask
In search for an answer I look within
Reach out to my thoughts and experiences akin
Would Love be stuck in the corporate world like an empty cask?
Would it not struggle to break artificial corporate shackles I ask?
Love would spread peace, goodwill, oneness, and harmony
It will soothe tense nerves and eliminate corporate cacophony
It will force people to be genuine and pull down artificial walls
Against odds and pressures, Love will survive jerks and falls
Love would bring people together and promote common route
Actions promoting oneness are ethical beyond doubt
Love will surely struggle to balance demands on one’s time
It will put premium on relaxation and value anxiety for a dime
In the end, I yet ask, what are we looking for in life?
Relaxation in plenty or toil and constant strife
Balance is what defines our character at work and play
Isn’t that what Love stands for, and implies in a way?
By Sunil Puri
(PS: This poem is inspired by a recent course I did in corporate ethics)
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Now the question is:
What would Prof. Wakhlu do?
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