The Civilised Man

a poem by Abhishek Chatterjee

Morning comes and so do I,
Dressed in a three piece, hat and tie,
Looking better than anybody can,
Because me, I am a civilized man.

At work, I pull my co-worker down,
Poison ears till I get people to frown,
I won’t let them promote him above the ceiling fan,
Because me, I am a civilized man.

United we stand, unbound we crack,
You squeal on me and I’ll stab you in the back,
I live my life any way I can,
Because me, I am a civilized man.

I wear the mask so you won’t see,
The animal that lives inside of me,
Deception seems to be my only plan,
Because me, I am a civilised man.