Separate Lives
by Michael Doyle

What we know is so little
And we're feeling stuck in the middle
It's said that is a perfect score
For life; we still want more

Playing chutes and ladders in the corporate
From the outside, it seems something desperate
There's some room for improvement
In these things posing for accomplishments

If you had to fit your life into a category
The best game might be something like Scattergories
White walls with no sense of picket fences
Gives credence to what passes for the evidence

The microdata suggests it is an empty consignment
In this workaday world, it needs replacement
Every question asked invades your privacy 
It all comes down to what passes for company policy

We'd love to talk about piracy
But in the management, it's not about honesty
In corporations, it might be suggested that friends
Are often little more than a means to the ends

The world becomes a great divide
Whether you'll love this, only you can decide
Of all the things that corporations have mandated
This rule is that lives must be kept separated 

A new life begins with question one
We'll be finished when we are done
It's all as the manual states
Informal chatting will have to wait

(c) January 15, 2025  Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved