Sarcasm in work place
When truth is required.
Circumnavigate the answer
With polluted verbalism.

It seems the top is weak
And is held together with help.
Carpenters work day and night
To shore up what was once truth.

The words spoken are in deceit
And can't be trusted by those that speak.
Printed pages you pay for, are bogus
And support the roof of the domain.

From out of the sky there is danger
Of flying objects that have a purpose.
But in the inner sanctum there is no fear,
All else are excluded, even little children.