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Spiritually I know I shouldn't gloat but sometimes I'm just not an angel. It seems my boss is getting backlash from letting me go. The three people in this poem are all in position of management.

The words I would be grateful just to have the cup swim through mind.
Her cup is so profound that I bask in the knowledge that she shares.
Screaming in my storm others would cheer me saying I was justified.
But where would this action get me, of what value would it add?
Three people have quit since my dismissal, no notice did they give.
Smiling they tell him they give him the notice that he give me.
Karma’s a bitch I need not take any other actions.
I didn't know this would happen until they each told their stories.
Each person is in a new job that pays better then he ever did.
Wonder if this is why he growls when I am now the customer?