The Soaring Storm

Title: The Soaring Storm

In an airport of chaos, a tempest brews,
An employee’s anger, her last straw, she knew.
Leaping over the counter, fueled by despair,
She fights with her managers, declaring it unfair.
Her emotions run wild, like a gale in the night,
As she swings a chair, demanding her rights.

Oh, the turbulence of frustration and rage,
Unleashed in a moment, like a war they engage.
Her voice cries out, “Give me my stuff, I implore!”
But her pleas are drowned out, lost in the uproar.
A tempestuous scene unfolding so swift,
A clash of the winds, a sudden destructive rift.

Betrayal and injustice, the surging undertow,
Igniting a fire that continues to grow.
Driven by desperation, she takes her stance,
A symbol of defiance, against circumstance.
Her fury propels her, like a lightning strike,
In her battle for justice, for what she deems right.

Yet amid the chaos, a flicker of grace,
Forgetting the anger, we find a small space.
Where empathy whispers, amidst the uproar,
Reminding us all, how patience restores.
In this turbulent storm, a lesson we learn,
Compassion prevails, it shall be our concern.

Keywords: airport, employee, fights, managers, chair, fired.