The Silent, Faceless Worker

there's a face to every worker
a name to every face
a heart without expression
a story worth a lesson


would you care to see the face,
the fear behind the silence?
see in his smile a grimace, 
obedience through deference


he brings home crumbs to feed his lambs
and keep a sense of home
while you, his well-fed master
are on your way to Rome


he has no buying power
in old or new world order
he follows you, his master --
this silent, faceless worker.