My Boss!

Man! He shows himself with pride
Yet! There isn’t any, who believe him,
Big boss growing moss all over
Over-riding the peace of all
Simply trying to prove his might
Sinister ploys dancing in his mind.

Oh! How I hate the sight
He spoils with his presence
Hovering over our breath,
Out to outwit any plans of joy
We might have in our mind.

I ain’t the only one
Hating him from the core;
Always supporting him in front
There are people detesting him,
‘Enough!’ I want to yell
However, like all others
I, too, land up agreeing with him
Maybe, I am wrong in my judgment

(Written in utter hopelessness felt after trying to call my boss whole day through with no response from the other end.).