About That Bread

To think I nearly withered away in an organization that had been hijacked by spineless hyenas with wood for teeth…
My cuffs broke off the minute, I penned down that resignation letter. When the hyenas were baited they sure as hell exposed themselves for who they are and what they stand for, the sight was far from being a pretty one to behold because their actions only made things worse for those they claimed to represent. They nearly had others believing it was impossible to leave, only for me to walk out the same door I used to enter.

A time is yet to come for all masks to melt off the faces of those who were presented to us as heroes, the imposed shall soon fall off those unstable chairs they were bought with… and those who were humiliated for blowing the horn will be vindicated.

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