Don'T Ask Why
I’m just a working stiff
droning along in life
Everyday
me be doing
what the boss queen bee say
Following orders,
never once do I ask why
I’m just a wooden bottom-rung peg
soldiering along dutifully
The folded antennas in my head
informs me
not to speak on things I see
Pass the time away busily,
doing grunt errand tasks
that help makes
the golden honey currency flow
Don’t ask about the moral price
Following the chain-of-command
memo declarations,
nary a single time asking twice
There’s no need for me to ask why,
seeking answers
will get you cast out the corporate hive
Don’t ever ask why
things are done the way they are
Keep flying blind
with my buzz soundproof
headphones on,
Boss company lady says me gonna go far
Just keep my curious eyes down ...
raise the profit flag high,
and sing the company song
Every wage-earning private citizen knows
that the CEO
general’s non-verbal instructions
are never wrong
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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