(20) Yes Sir

We do not apply our reason,
Here logic is to err,
Simply close the eyes and mind,
And always say –yes sir.

Known as short cut to success,
A square to lift the life,
Where four directions open,
This is number five.

We flow with the current,
In the river full of fog,
And float on the wave,
Like an inert log.

Instant success is our aim,
We are afraid of fall,
Neglecting the will and logic,
We shake head- that’s all.

Can we swim against the flow?
Can we dare to say “NO”?
Can we stand across tide?
Or bow down and let it go,
Worshiped are those, who say-no,
For the cause of their mission,
All yes-men are living toys,
Dancing puppets; in exhibition