Theres sweat upon
The t shirt
Of the worker
In the street
While men in suits
Preach policy
From the tv screen
They screech.
The politicians
With expense accounts
High wages
Yearly salary rise
While hard workers
Visit foodbanks
High prices
Steadily rise.
Work harder
Cut the deficit
They caused
In the first place
Its always laid upon
The poorest
Give them
A decent wage.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: i CALL THIS A REALITY CHECK
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Comments1
It is the heart of capitalism to exploit the worker, that is where money is made. As long as there is greed there will be inequity. A thought provoking poem leading me to the thought that equality is likewise unfair when one's investments and labor's are not rewarded. Now we are back to where we started. Thanks for getting the mind started this morning
thanking you as always comments much appreciated
You are most welcome
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