I sit here waiting to be called, and looking
At this sealed white envelope, and thinkng quietly
The contents already, I know well
I was told even before the letter got me
'Employee of the year is yours this year'
I was late this morning to work
That makes it three times in a row, this week
Still I am the years employee
I have unread emails in my inbox
One with a subject reading 'employee of the ear'
This subject scared me stiff...I didn't open it
The missing y made it a spam!
Though I experience the contents of the mail as I sit, scared
Still I am the employee in the subject
In the office heads turned yesterday
To have a glimpse of this years employee
It scares me
I feel Isolated
I feel intimidated
This award to me is a punishment for
My name is read and I stand
I can't walk to the front
I can't talk to the crowd
Still employee of the year is mine
I give up and sit...(more applause)
Then someone whispers 'too hardworking to walk'
It is hot, I tell you
This award now I deserve
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem