hundred strong some hearing distant muzak
in his cubicle he's doing his work
staring concentrating on the ledger
takes a dogged man of great endurance
at least no speaking out loud
no one lines up to see the numbing endless toil and grind
it takes so much not to snap
here's some white noise for you
for your car and or cubicle
ease the pressure down in your crucible
you and your job in your space with your data
your files and your flow charts
and your ten minute break
today's frontier man herding
taming an unending paper flood
guarding the fort from disaster for your people
the brotherhood of tedium in your spartan chair
a hero for our time in the stale office air
here's some white noise for you
for your pod and or cubicle
music and meds and the white noise
ease the pressure down in your crucible
will the drugs help? a little music? isometrics