Corporate change, organisational merger and departmental amalgamation can all be difficult for those making changes. There is little doubt, however, that hey are markedly more disturbing for those on the receiving end.
A Blank Piece of Paper
A blank piece of paper,
They told us all.
The paper was blank,
The writing was on the wall.
The wisdom was clear.
The diamond sat on a rickety table.
A pearl cast before swine?
There are many rooms in our new house they said,
But you no longer have a home.
This bit fucked with my head.
Goodbye Chelsea, Farewell SSM,
Welcome to Synergy and Dragons’ Den.
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