The policy of silence

 “The Policy of Silence”

You tell us to speak when we witness a wrong,

To raise up our voices, be steadfast and strong.

You print out the posters, hang signs on the wall,

“See something, say something” — the company call.

But the truth is a weapon you turn on our backs,

When honesty threatens your carefully laid tracks.

You don’t want the truth, you just want control,

A head bowed in silence, a self-swallowed soul.

You say you want courage, a just, open door,

But pushbacks are punished and truth is a chore.

The brave ones who speak are dismissed with a grin,

Their badge turned to shame, their file thrown in.

What you mean is: stay quiet, obey and pretend,

Don’t rock the boat or you’ll reach your end.

Don’t ask any questions, don’t look too deep,

Don’t stir what the higher-ups want you to keep.

You preach of respect but enforce the regime

Where kissing the ring is the company dream.

Where loyalty’s measured in silence and spin,

And ethics are buried with a marketing grin.

So when someone stands for what’s honest and right,

They’re labeled a problem, dismissed overnight.

Not fit for the game, not part of the plan—

Just another bold soul the system outran.

You say, “Speak up,” but mean “Fall in line,”

Or find yourself next in the unemployment line.

By,

Samara Sant