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Same Old Song

~ Claude Limehouse ~ Leave a comment

He comes in, face looks grim
Looks for something wrong,
Only he can have a bad day,
It’s still the same old song.

Seeking confirmation,
He never stays too long;
A hurricane on steroids,
It’s still the same old song.

It really doesn’t matter,
What I’ve done before,
There is no thought to loyalty
That shits out the door.

He’s a man of many issues,
And he shows them everyday.
I used to feel some empathy,
But that shits gone away.

He doesn’t give a flying fuck,
About how his team feels;
Yet he seeks appreciation,
He doesn’t see the deal.

I won’t be his whipping boy,
He has me by the balls;
But he’s lost all my respect,
And another job will call.

If he thinks that I won’t leave,
Then he’s gotten me all wrong;
When I go, his mind will blow,
It’s still the same old song.

He’ll bitch and moan and call me names,
And say I’ve done him wrong;
He’s brought this shit upon himself,
It’s still the same old song.

Copyright 2019 MDC

Leaders Teach

~ Claude Limehouse ~ Leave a comment

A leader’s basic role’s to be,
The one who teaches constantly ;
Show them how to see a threat,
Visualize answers, make the best bet.

Successful leaders can explain,
The top three things that lead to gain;
Show up early, prep and plan,
Lead by example when you can.

Stay true to you and to your style,
Be here now, go the extra mile;
Put others first, it’s not about you,
Believe in your team and the things they do.

The winds of change you must control,
To lead them to a lofty goal;
In the end, we all will see,
That leaders teach things constantly.

Copyright 2019 MDC

This Is Why

~ Claude Limehouse ~ Leave a comment

I could have retired,
A year or two ago;
I could have rode the corporate bus,
And watch the dollars grow.

I could have gone on painfully,
Trying to impress;
I could have played the corporate game,
But didn’t nonetheless.

I was away everyday,
I missed my family;
I know it’s hard to understand,
My sensitivity.

I missed my boys, I missed the joys,
Of my community;
I wanted just to be a part,
Of this family.

So I chose survival,
It’s hard to understand;
I chose to be a leader but,
It didn’t go as planned.

We worked things out together,
You helped me beat the drum;
We grew our independence,
Yet together we were one.

For our kids it was a chance,
For all of us to grow;
They saw things happen, good and bad,
It was great for them to know.

I saw an opportunity,
Our boys could watch and see;
They’d learn to take the world head-on,
And choose what they could be.

Crossroads became the center,
To many folks in town;
We became a stopping point,
For folks when they were down.

With a guitar, they were a star,
Out on our showroom floor;
It helped them with reality,
To leave life at the door.

It’s not made up, it’s not a lie,
They’d say it to my face;
“I really love my time in here. It’s such a happy place.”

I could have retired but,
I didn’t know your plan;
I thought the trip was side by side,
I didn’t understand.

But not at the beginning,
Our work went hand in hand;
We built our place from four bare walls,
I thought you liked our plan.

Challenges and drawbacks,
They happened on a dime;
I never felt as close to you,
Like that intensive time.

In my heart, that’s what I felt,
That you and I could do;
I thought together you and I,
Could make this dream come true.

But my dream was not your dream,
Somehow I didn’t see;
That this dream would drive a wedge,
Between both you and me.

Wall Street crashed, we had no cash,
We hoped that it would change;
Instead it only made things worse,
Our life was rearranged.

I take responsibility,
For doing what was done;
I’ve never been the type of guy,
To simply cut and run.

Everything I’ve ever done,
Was done with you in mind;
Some was right and some was tied,
In knots I can’t unwind.

Through thick and thin my love for you,
Has never, ever waned;
Even at the worst of times,
It’s knowledge that I’ve gained.

I’ve learned respect, to tolerate,
The things I don’t agree;
You will laugh but it has helped with my anxiety.

I can only say I’m sorry,
For things that I have done;
I never meant to squash your dreams,
I thought our goals were one

I don’t mean to say it’s not that way,
We still walk hand in hand;
In everything we do in life,
I’ll always be your man.

Copyright 2019 MDC

The Corporate Way

~ Claude Limehouse ~ Leave a comment

We’re working for the big machine,
The way they treat us is obscene,
They suck us dry to get a Wall Street gain;
They tell us how we are to act,
Integrity, ethics and tact,
Them spring upon us like they’ve gone insane.

They tell us we should suck it up,
“Be a man. It’s just tough luck,
All companies are doing what we’ve done.”
Let me tell you we’re unique,
Your thoughtless moves have stuck us deep,
We can’t sit by and watch our money run.

We’ve always done what we’ve been told,
The time has come to break the mold,
You can’t just screw your team and walk away;
You’ve tried this nasty trick before,
Our benefits walked out the door,
Except for those with balls to lead the way.

The union stood in eighty nine,
And dared us all to cross the line,
As they refused to let you make amends;
They were never blinded by,
The propaganda that would fly,
In hopes of taking more for dividends.

The CWA… got their way,
You’d save it for another day,
Meanwhile management would bear the load;
With corporate hats we said “OK,”
Our benefits were sucked away,
But deep inside we’re ready to explode.

Please let us know the reason why,
The impact seems to pass you by,
You always seemed to dance and get your share;
You don’t work harder than we do,
If cuts are made then why not you?
Your attitude just screams you do not care.

You’ve always said we are a team,
But talk is cheap, you’re in a dream,
How about a big cut in your pay?
At certain firms, the CEO
Took a cut to help them grow,
I bet that team felt special on that day.

Imagine seeing leadership,
Truly give, without the lip,
I know that may be hard to understand;
You ought to see the lesson there,
Then look around, that’s if you dare,
And somehow take your head out of the sand.

It would send a message to us all,
That, at times, when duty calls,
We ALL step up and take one for the team;
The words you say are clear and true,
“It’s not for me, it’s just for you.”
Guess I’m the one who’s living in a dream.