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 © | Year Posted 2018

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Medders Tobechi Avatar
June 24, 2018 at 10:12 PM
Telling it like it is, is what you do so very well, That pen is hot.
Y. Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 12:05 AM
WoW! Freddie, I really missed your "one of a kind" pen. Your ink always bring revelant and "real" issues. This was no exception. Welcome back my friend:-) Alexis
Wolf Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 3:29 PM
Yup! That was exactly my experience in corporate Amerika--til I left (finally) when I was 40. (Best move I ever made. Well, 2nd best. Getting married was the best: The blessing in the home comes from the wife...). Peace and joy, Gershon
Sands Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 10:50 AM
Good to see you again Freddie! Well done :)
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