My Job

Just want to share a little poem that makes a point some may agree with:

MY JOB
It’s not my job to drive the train,
The whistle I can’t blow.
It’s not my job to say how far
The train’s allowed to go.
It’s not my job to blow the horn,
Nor even clang the bell.
But let the damn thing jump the track
And see who catches hell.

Maybe a better title would be: NOT MY JOB