Ten Thousand Monosyllabic Humans
Ten thousand monosyllabic humans,
utter the word crash,
they march around in circles,
and watch the waves gently rock,
the man in a boat,
whom is watching the clock,
waiting to punch in,
as the others punch out,
grunting to each other as they swap shifts,
the boat drifts, and the people march,
the ship runs aground and they all scream out,
crash crash crash, a well timed shout.