the meeting room...

       its a large space,with overhead projector

we connect our laptops,to start the blabber

guy on other side,of phone and world

shares some screens,thinking we are "experts"

everyone is listening,discussing in hush tone

me in the corner,looking outside at pouring rain

my manager is a shrewd lady of fake impressions

she is full of pride,oozing out fashion

she chews everyword,before spitting it out

we all see each other's faces..to later,cry it out aloud

everyday i think,why did i do engineering

where everyone sees a bug,i see lack of patience and persevering...

i look at people's faces,every face amazes

some are simply dozing...like me, some are gone cases

sometimes they laugh,at the stupidest joke

it looks like a laughter club,or people high on dope...

i continue looking at the windows,at the dark pouring clouds

i don't have a technical brain,ON/OFF,'0/1' or IN/OUT...

shops across the road,people stand smoking

they swear at their managers,they'll become someday hoping

they pay you big bucks,they make you pay even more

you do the same JOB everyday and go bald , a loser ,a bore

i sit in my cubicle,in seclusion,cutoff from world

putting aside my work, penning my words

Prompt: my workplace sucks......about the meetings in offices, what people really do there...job provides the living and  adds value to the company rather than our life...but again the buck stops here so have to do it like it or not
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