Phone Anger

Phone- anchored for hours

Scripted to like an idiot

Trying to find some answers

The whole thing becomes unfurled

At the mercy of computers

That know only what’s punched into them

A simple answer to a question

Would ease my financial world

“Sorry sir, can’t do that

The programne won’t allow me”

“I’ll transfer you to someone else

Who may be able to assist”

Three departments later

None of them real helpful

Problem not yet answered

And me getting very pissed

A polite but very firm goodbye

I hang up in disgust

Wishing it was a rotary phone

Whose cradle I could bust

If this is the world we live in

Controlled by computer generated voice

God help future genetions

Pray they are given their own choice