6 June 2012
Henry moaned to Simon, his factory-floor colleague 'Oh to work somewhere else! Woe is me! Nineteen years at the same grindstone Only to still have no place to call home. Really, the boss is quite absurd,
Failing to heed my woeful words. I yearn for a promotion, even a raise. I've Decided to work in another place.' His Envelope given with leaving wages. 'Loyalty doesn't suit. Time to write on new pages, Impress with my story of fortune and fame.' Ten years later he'd lost at that game. Ashamed and broken, he crawled, hands and knees To the unsatisfactory job he left with relief. In the window, a warm picture framed by the snow. Simon, his old workmate, now CEO.
Pleading with Simon floods started to flow 'Really, Simon, this trade's all I know! A complaint you'll never hear from me Even when things become less than rosy.' Manic with nerves, Henry promised he would. In Simon's new office the news wasn't good. 'Unlucky, Henry. Loyalty made me boss. My boy, you gave up. I'm afraid you've lost.'
Honour is the reward of loyalty
Honor Fedilitatis Praemium • Opuss № I