Soliloquy

Once upon a meeting dreary, 

There sat Rob, with eyes all sleepy,

“Let's circle back," said he, and leverage our synergy,

To touch base on the issues and action points, presently.

With a paradigm shift, we must align,

And reach for success, oh colleagues of mine.

 

"But don't get siloed," he urged with a stare,

Embrace cross-pollination, show that you care.

With granular details, let's unpack,

Roll up our sleeves, there's no turning back.

"Strike a balance," he croaked, keep an open-door policy,

Cultivate a roadmap, foster transparency.

 

At long last, his soliloquy came to a close,

His words, though banal, in perfect prose.

His colleagues blinked, their minds a hazy sweep,

As Rob, with a satisfied smile, fell fast asleep.

 

The room was silent, save for Rob's snore,

In this theatre of buzzwords, could anyone want more?