Workers' Paradise

Things could be worse. Remember that.
Look back. They cut our pay and hours,
Said that they might close the plant, and
Worked us harder, sneered at us. Then,
Just to show that we were shit, and they
Almost were gods, they bought themselves
A bigger jet, and got the board to give them
Raises. Now, we're here to hear this moron
“Motivate” us. I don't mind. We're off our
Feet and on the clock. Things could be
Worse. I only wish they would be, once,
For them.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-09-17 at 17:10

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