Rebel Defiance

I love the quiet work
Where no one sees all you do
So it isn’t confused
With the whos or whys
The reward gestates inside
The activity of work.

No one assumes your pains
Are to amass gains
Because there are none to be had
Except installing good, dismantling bad
In silent defiance
Refusing compliance
With chaos and the downward tide;
True contentment abides

In hard work, gentle care, and deep order.