Blur My Eyes
Off to work, and to and fro
Thinking of the world I know
Blur my eyes, what do I see?
Monkeys on computers, three!
Steve works in an office tower
Trades for profit, hour by hour
Tracks the markets on his screens
Makes no difference what it means
Makes a killing, takes a loss
Gets an earful from his boss
Dreams of what his money buys
Caffeine junky, bleary eyes
Doesn’t look like too much fun –
Monkey on computer, one!
Joan sends email to her boys
They don’t answer, she makes noise
Plans their childhood, day by day
Keeps the demon Sloth away
Blocks them from the unapproved
Monitors their every move
Now they’re gone and she has fits
Waiting for their bytes and bits
Not a lot that she can do --
Monkey on computer, two!
Mike’s a blogger, has his say
Vents his rage most every day
Posts a comment, writes a screed
That precious few will ever read
Thinks the opposition’s bad
Finds a reason to get mad
Word by word, his time is spent
Chasing fifty-one percent
Blur my eyes, what do I see?
Monkey on computer, three!
We’re all primates, goodness knows
All tethered up in even rows
All trying not to get the boot
All dressed up in our monkey suit
But real monkeys play in trees
And hang out with the birds and bees
Smelling flowers, munching berries
Raising babies, small and hairy
Scrounging for enough to eat
Napping in the midday heat
Swinging from a bamboo pole
Splashing at the water hole
While we’re all sitting, desk and chair
Forgetting there’s a world out there
Blur my eyes, what do I see?
Monkeys -- luckier than me!
© 2010 Bob Wait
8 years ago
thanks
ReplyDeleteSherif from Egypt