Cry Of The Workers

Cry Of The Workers 

By Paul McCann

He walked tall among other men 

and thought he was better than them .

It was his job to hire and fire

but never knew how to inspire

the workers to be creative .

I respected the life he lived

but there were things he couldn’t give  

and things he wouldn’t put up with .

No accolades or compliments ,

or understanding sentiments .

Just do your job and say 

no more or else you’ll be 

sent out the door .

He lost their respect in the end 

and on no one he could depend .

Such a shame he lost dignity

between here  and the big city .

Pity for the workers who cried

and all their rights that were

denied .

More than a pound of flesh he got 

from men who he sacked on the spot .

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