blind man swings the blades
better to work in dark,
said the employer, these days
electricity is so darn expensive
and besides,
you don't need to see the result coz in this job
quantity beats quality.
So
in the corner shades
this man swings his blades
hears the engine somewhere
on his left hand
side and
hears the blades cutting flesh
Never has he seen the actual hall.
the environment is not as important as
your presence,
said the employer.
He knew the way so
he walked straight just as
he was guided to
eleven steps
every day
just as
he was guided
every day except on Sundays
he didn't know the way to church so
he stayed at home
reading the paper
until
he walked to the hall
again just as
he was guided,
eleven steps
Blades are on the right,
right?
Right.
On the right,
right?
Yeah, right.
Which side?
Right.
Right.
No need to think about the left side.
you don't have anything where
you should have your left hand.
No limb.
No fingers.
Nothing
to move. So don't bother
to move
Right.
No, left.
And you hear the engine.
Engine is always there
whether you were there or not, the
engine will be, and
it runs.
It's on the left but
coz you don't even have an arm, so
no need to reach,
right?
Right.
After six years
his right hand got
bored, got
frustrated, got
angry and demanded for
rights
went on a strike and told
that he is doing nothing unless
that lazy ass bastard starts to
do his share
So
in the corner shades
the man swings no blades
shrugs his shoulders and
reaches the left hand
out
and all of a sudden it
was all about pain
nothing else
just
pain
and all of a sudden it
was
nothing
it was so dark that
the man didn't see the dead end
sign.
He's replacable,
said the employer and
switched the light
off
engine kept roaring
