Sometimes I Think Poem by RIC BASTASA

sometimes, (i always keep it to myself)
(i am better than you
how you approach a problem
using a very circuitous solution
as i look at you keeping such a busy day
i sigh and look away
i could have done much better

but you are there
so high, you are put on such a pedestal
of distinction
with more medals and plaques
the way you have danced well
with the powers that be
with the gods of our society

you always wear a smile
and take the posture of obeisance
and always ready with your
yes, sir, yes, sir
and some expensive gifts

(how can i ever do that
without disrespecting myself?)

now you got what you wished for
my master
i become your inferior
and wait for your orders

you cannot issue them
you do not know what to do
they are all waiting for the solution, they are now hoping for you

(i could have done much better
as i wait for your orders
but what can i do?
you are the system
and i am but this silent dissenter)