I have no boss, I am no one’s boss
No, I am not even my own boss.
Big burdens buried, binned
Baggage alighted in the wind,
A barrier I had to so desperately cross.
Business has messed with ‘boss’
Cruelty, punishment, penalty
Germs that devoured liberty
The ethos that spread chaos
All around the globe, without slightest dignity.
In a boss-free zone if the world would ever be
Wars, woes, worries, would wither
Work would be done comfortably,
Wealth would wonderfully wander
Without the boohoo of a boss buzzing anywhere.
What a bliss! The bad and the sad word,
Has gone for good from my world;
I see friends all around, I can work
In peace with my profit and loss
Beyond the mess and the curse of a boss.