December 23, 2009

They:


They said our eyes are the windows to our souls.
They said the best years are when were old.
They said the sun always rises in the East.
They said big businesses are hungry beasts.
They said this love would only last a while.
They said the best way to deceive is to smile.
They said this job must be done by tonight.
They said and you can't go till it's done right.
They said a motor half its size will hold.
They said if it fails their not to be told.
They tell us this and then they tell us that.
They boss us around like a bunch of rats.
When I ask I am told they cannot say.
All I want to know was! Who are "they"?


Copyright ©2002 Ellis William Moore

6 comments:

JamieDedes said...

Too fabulous. An ode to the ubiquitous "they."

Love it ... Happy Christmas Eve, Ellis.

Snaggle Tooth said...

All the way thru this I was also thinking "Who are they?"!!
It begins with philosophers n ends with the nasty boss!

The movie dvd "They" is about aliens manipulating lives for entertainment... (I have it)

Merry, Merry, Ho-Ho-Ho!
One more day to go!

Lynn said...

Right? I know - who are they anyway? Merry Christmas, Ellis.

Vodka Beuf said...

I love this poem D49. It's me, Vodka. My work made me shut my site down because I was way too awesome, except the words they used were much much different. Anyhow, I'll be back. Miss ya.

ElizabethR said...

Love it Ellis. Just who do 'they' think they are!

desk49 said...

Jamie:
Yes they are everywhere but no one knows who they are. Merry until tomorrow.

Snaggle:
No aliens No little green men.
Just a lot of gready ones

December 24, 2010 7:31 PM

Vodka:
Bad Bad old work place. How could they be so cruel?
But glad to see you again. Everyone is dropping like house flies.
Counting you I have lost 4 bloggers in 6 months. I was starting to think it was me.
Will be looking forward to you new blog.
Someday I’ll ask how they have so much power over your blog.

December 28, 2010 3:31 AM

moondust:

Walking upon wet sand
I saw prints before me
Alone and shallow
They walked between
cliff face and sea
no room for two
and I cried

Yes I know it was you.
Thanks for stopping bye.

Like I told Jingle I do not promote poetry groups. Sorry

Lynn:
Merry Christmas
yet shortly it to
will be gone.

December 29, 2010 12:54 AM

Vodka:
Bad Bad old work place. How could they be so cruel?
But glad to see you again. Everyone is dropping like house flies.
Counting you I have lost 4 bloggers in 6 months. I was starting to think it was me.
Will be looking forward to you new blog.
Someday I’ll ask how they have so much power over your blog.

December 28, 2010 3:31 AM

ElizabethR:
Who knows I'm not sure they do, who ever they are. LOL