To Whom It May Concerns,

Your hands tied the times bind.
By rules and regulations you can abide.
Changing rules to suit their needs,
Lack of standards, morals.

What's good for one is only that,
No longer is it good for all.
The world is rushed,
No time to think, just get it done.

If the task at hand, is understood,
Then this means all is well and good.
When time must be spent to teach.
Nurture and mold, teach calmly, proper.

Guide your employees to a path of success.
Not let them lead and pull you down a road of destruction.
With your rushed and hurried ways,
You indicate lack of concern and care.
Letting them turn our words against us.

Allowing from one but not another,
They recall it all, reminding you of what you did.
So you bow your head in shame and concede.
The error is taken in stride now, no matter by who.
Soon there is nothing you can do.

Amongst yourselves you bicker and quarrel.
With one showing a lack of concern
Overstepping the rest, overruling the nest.
Never hesitating to say, you must see it my way,
Unless it is I who does the deciding
Then of course I must be right.

With discouraged words we all will hurt,
Soon there will be no smiles, no strive, no desires,
Tension and tears will soon appear.
Apparent to all
Diminishing Moral.

With this I leave you to decide.
Constructive Criticism and discipline can save your hide
But if it's destructive it will ruin the ride.
Soon others will go and you'll be alone to choose,
Are you right now, when you have no one to rule?