01 August 2007.
DB = D Boons'… reflections.
As you read this, you will swoon.
As DB is neither a thug nor a Goon.
As a singer, DB can make you moon
DB's fingers deftly play the friendly tune,
The guitar to which very few are immune,
DB can and would strum, to thrill us spoon by spoon.
Know DB you will too, well.
As my lines below will begin to swell.
So, will your heart,
As DB is a class apart.
Too shy outwardly but inwardly very smart.
DB is a living, breathing character.
Who knows techie bits by bits,minus the batter.
Loves to lankly stroll around to chitter-chatter.
And pass on uncalled for tips to increase the clutter.
Seasoned with tall talks …to impress and flutter.
A 'Boss' who was about to fire DB's fur,
By asking, me to kick DB's sides, with the boots… spurred.
Give DB the pink slip now…The 'Boss' Barked!
For humane reasons known to me, elsewhere, I decided instead, 'DB' to Park.
No!!! said the 'Boss', show DB the door, as losses on DB's count, surmount.
DB has not billed so far,
As till DB cannot, at all, at par.
As, as per the 'Boss', DB did seldom deliver on the floor.
In addition, favors I had enough, on DB, already did pour.
By siding DB apparently, always
And released to DB too for long absences, DB'S dues and pays.
For the others we seldom do the same Boss,says.
Relent I did not, as I recollected I knew this dude.
From the time, DB was a raw recruit.
In an earlier business plan,
Where I delivered with style and elan.’
A trainer from my team of both beauty and repute,
Had trained DB to talk so sweet, that when DB now does, you hear the flute.
No wonder DB is heard on the phones,as one so cute.
Put some sense I did into Boss's head.
And reinstated DB in a cooler role… out of the hot bed.
Since then DB has never led!
Cooling DB'S heals DB has been, instead.
Has resorted to selling a career to novices, just out from the seedlings bed.
In the same business plan DB used to curse and threat he would de-thread.
The very thought of leading a team would make DB sweat.
Giving DB some cool opportunities, I did.
Always expecting a performance splendid.
Some thing DB could deliver, but never did.
Today the 'Boss'for sure does not regret.
As DB today is ‘The Blue Eyed Boy’.
No longer timid and seldom coy.
Together they are building renewed Joy.
As I am out of the then ploy.
In my self, within my own, Joy.
Not in any, ones’, employ.
Off late chat up DB, I get too.
Moreover, DB no longer pretends to have the flue
Neither is DB's arse in a stew…
For exchanging words with me old and new, at times, few.
While we do so, now, they are far from few.
Am witnessing some fresh colors on DB, all anew.
Stuck DB is there…with responsibilities to ensnare.
Life it seems is indeed a nightmare.
Although unlike an earlier owl hooting in the night.
Like a Loady mare in the daytime, DB is out proving DB's might.
Thank God, I am out of sight.
Else blame DB would me with all DB's might.
As now, DB has to fly the kite,
Rather that hold the spindle, for me, right beside.
Hope DB matures and comes out clean.
With all the shine and the sheen.
That only Guts can ensure and seldom, sly lean.
To lead one needs to be sure
Rather than ones own position, always, ensure,
Stick to the right and the pure,
One has to learn to endure.
Sitting on the fence seldom gets you there,
Where you feel, you want to run quickly, like a hare,
As the world is full of opportunists,
Minus any rules and ethics,
Who beat “DB” to it and went ahead of him, to US of A.
And from there, the Judah within them, did write an essay.
About DB to an extent and me for sure, for certain,
To pull down my curtain to begin with,
And soon the business plan too, in due course, now just out of the, tithe.
DB holds the reigns…and hope he does not feign again and again,
As the Judah’s will fool him and make their own relatives gain,
To shine their personal mane,
And bring in even the insane.
All protest will go in vein.
As Sanity would have been slain.
Truth will never hold ground and that he has to de-sustain,
For them to slowly gain.
Through US clout…No doubt.
All of Dbs'efforts will go in vein.
As the Judah’s out there are all for pleasures…minus the pain.
As DB once to me, obligingly confessed.
With professional ethics, they are just not blessed.
Only politics they excel in and are in that obsessed.
Stabbed me in the back they have in the past.
So be care full DB, else your flag will soon fly too, half mast.
DB chatted with me today,
And chartered the way
To this effort so bashful, so quay
As DB commented, lamented, and told me I am “Mr Know all.”
No wonder, as timidly, till today, DB has not taken a call,
On a request to put DB's impressions on me too, on LI,
As DB cannot look me, eye to eye,
Since the time we said bye bye,
As, as a Blue-eyed Boy DB can now soar the sky,
With no body above DB, to preen, to pry, to fry,
DB's professionalism and DB's uncanny hew and cry.
As the pigs have indeed been left out, out of the sty.
Though,I don’t know why?
For the sly to prosper?
For the Judah’s to ‘roar’ rather than whimper?
May be, I am to be take the blame.
For not seeing through a shrewd politicians’ game.
Who can for selfish reasons, put his own sire to shame!
For him, me and DB we are/were just there, to be tamed.
To be at the appropriate time, maimed.
Overt or covert, as long as it is done, just like a confirmed pervert.
Axee.
Alias
ArunPilot
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