Poem: They Know What Is Best

They Know What Is Best

They all will call out
for it to be the way it must go
and the way they say it must
is the way it must be, they all know
the exact way it needs to go, it must
go the way that they say,
or it is a disaster, they understand it,
though, will master this situation,
because they know how bad it might be
and are aware of how it must go
if we are to avoid those outcomes
that could come if we do not go out
of our way to avoid them,
they know how it must go,
they know, and it is important
to listen, because they are the ones,
the ones who know, 
and if not, it will turn out terribly,
that is what they know,
they know it will go wrong
if they do not get their way,
because it is always wrong to them
if the way it goes is not
in their direction, is not what must be
if they are to be the ones
who decide what must happen
and who must get what
and who will go when anyone
must be caste out.

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