Nobody Poem by Morgan Michaels

Nobody's where they're supposed to be
Remember how it used to be?
Despite the hour or time of day
You call to get your business done
Whether November, whether May
Morning, evening, dusk or dawn.

Remember how it used to be?
Nobody's where they're supposed to be.
Thanks a heap, technology.
Probably on the phone, they are
Helping other customers
Endless hours upon hour.

Regardless of the time of day
You call to get your question asked
Nobody's where they're supposed to be.
Epidemic ADD?
Everybody multi-tasked?
Due to the economy?

Is it from an eagerness
To profit more and labor less
Hidden in Democracy?
Nobody's where they're supposed to be
That we must negotiate
A thirty-hour coffee break?

Then we're told, if we prefer
Leave a number at the tone
And a reason for the phone.
We shall hear from them, for sure
(If we're where we're supposed to be)
In a day or maybe three.

No matter what the time of day
You call to get your business done
April's finis, early May
Mid-night, morning, even, noon
Forget the way it used to be
Nobody's where they're supposed to be.