It Was Once Called-Â…
-Ë—the Personnel Department-‘-Â…
Now It Is Known As
-Ë—human Resources-‘
And I Have Been De-Humanised,
A Pit Pony Among Lipizzaner Horses.
There Was A Time When I Had An Identity
But Now I Am An Employee Number,
In A World Where The One-Eyed Marrow Is King,
I Remain The Sightless Cucumber
That Is How It Makes Me Feel -—
Just A Digit On A Payroll-Â…
I Am A -Ë—resource-‘
-— A Living Piece Of Coal
And So I Am Not Quite Real;
A Figment Of My Employers-‘ Imagination,
I Have Become Understatement
In A World That Thrives On Exaggeration.
Everything Today Is
Numbers And Codes,
Passwords And Pins,
Rights And Wrongs,
Outs And Ins,
But I Don-‘t Want To Be A Number-Â…
I Don-‘t Want To Play Your Game-Â…
I Want To Be A Person,
I Want You To Use My Name-Â…
I Want You To Use My Name-Â…
I Want You To Use My Name-Â…
-Â…please-Â…