Sprinklers Flowers feed by electric systems Tapping into a fragile head A grand illusion or an invitation Results in crashing thoughts

Washing away the learned perception Of rules to follow in business graces Seduction in pages that speak of ideals Members not yet spoken, not knowing names They target passion driven souls We are on different pages Supporting affluence, the wealth no doubt Two parties skirt around a ring of fire With victims facing the ever knowing cross roads This One, an X bruises a purpose with snoops, they trick and spy But my company communicates in the common form X choses to write in code, all while knowing shes not yet fluent In this new age way of speaking or whatever this is To question motives is fully justified Cracks fill with uncertainty with tricks in system triggering alarm I do take comfort in knowing My company follows strict behavioral norms This X is sneaky, disguising its cover Always second guessing these thoughts Running through my head

I look for meaning and follow the lead As it states in my contract, work and you shall succeed But this One is tricky with X as the unknown They say trust in the neighbor that shows transparency One path is bloody, marked, tagged and bruised Completely covered with unknowns, lacking in empathy Altruism embraces; this X is sly never really shown My company is certain with a chosen fate Filled with ambitions of equity, true and authentic I know their names, what a concept really The contract is processed with security on its way Medical to heal a broken heart, mend her wings Health and happiness a doorstep away Time is wasted chasing dazzling dreams A distraction from work, stealing its steam And with no offer, no contract, security with immunity From being erased, censured or even targeted I wonder if this is a game, maybe A trap, the booby trap of network schemes A tactic that hasnt died or even need They like to play mind craft games I dont have the time Work is calling me Thriving on competition Promoting a sustainable greed

Why put time into underhanded means? X choses to write in code All while knowing this person is crashing From an unsecured scaffolding To build an empire on luring vulnerability Humanity has reached a sketchy path Why chose a muddy road? Do they not know she has to support mother and child? A choice is made clear now It took time to see That true vision takes on clarity Truth is honesty, yes fact to face Confused as always Time is wasted Consistent is best India is talking, I dont play this way I am old fashioned, play nice Talk face to face X doesnt cut it, disappoints In the end and through each cyclical night No one looks at me Empty faces, avoiding eyes Causing a violent reaction Magnifying casts and shadows Plagues me through the night

How can one trust in people who follow But dont speak a word to me My choice is truth Worlds that deceive They scare a wanting belief That people lack a self-interest greed With the back of an eye, I caught a shudder From the pimped out capitalists That is the tactic, I have newly discovered This is the strategy found only in war To quiet disgruntled workers Those jobs replaced by robotic means An emergence of quiet expression is found Located in a place meant for one eye only Invites only, Jobsite once and over This other, a personal journal of sorts Now found breathless, with filtered mail Dont they know, I have gone through hell I suspect the spying but say nothing Figures, my track record is alarming In that I stay in silence, not assertive And risk the hurting that is sure to follow Dismiss the spying eyes, blame it on stress My knowledge and research is something scary Those questions reached workings of power

Confirming the stereotype Business lacks social manners Tricking through pages Tailored to suite, fulfill this pipe dream That was created during my darkest hour Meant for me only, I dont know How did this get out A rookie at best, lacking business finesse Most need an equipped team Subject matter experts with specific skills To accomplish this desire There are many disconnects Perhaps paranoid, I guess If you knew my history You would try a different model I have realized the ones who mock The new girl in town I dont appreciate a joke at my expense As we have all learned There is strength in numbers, one voice shared And agreed upon - Face to face How can one trust X lacking in transparency? One wordscary I thought you knew my history ~Mae Guerra

So that was shown all along My info? Figures that is what I do best Had no idea words did that? I really am in the dark. I guess Ill stick to paper and pen