Overworked and underpaid
the constant state I’m in
“Doing well”, no longer hides
a paycheck spread too thin
Profit is the bottom line
that’s all they want to know
Labor is of no concern
unless their money grows
Work, work, work, the day grinds on;
my dream is still alive
Then at home I rest a bit
and out the door it flies
Unpaid bills and creditors
will hound my every step
If that’s not enough for me
they’ll tax me ‘til my death
When Christ was blessing masses
among the poor he stayed
And like me he suffered being
overworked and underpaid
In a list
A contest entry
- Renee's Challenge - Round TWO by poetryality.
875 points, ended August 22, 2007, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Wow it landed you a bronze trophy. This is wonderfully written. And you hit it on the nose and when I worked thats just the way I felt. And then a boss said I was worth double they paid me because I was fast.
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Congrats on your trophy Leo ..well worthy of an award and very relatable to many,
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Oh! I love the last stanza written here my dear friend. This poem flows like a stream that we never want to see end. Your rhymes are always stellar and this is no different. I would expect no less from you my dear, no less at all. The poem embraces the visual art and leaves the reader with so much to think upon. A powerfully written entry.
Thank you so much for this entry in my challenge. I wish you all the best of everything.
Always ♥
Renee
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A great piece that everyone can relate to at one time or another. Smooth as silk as always.
Michelle
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Excellent piece, Leo. You have not only made your point, but you have also put emotion into it and much food for thought. hugs, Patricia
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excellent...i love it
This is exactly how I feel at this very moment. God..I wish I could retire and draw my 401k and social security and medicare NOW! I have Not had a good day today...can you tell?
I hope you win the gold on this one...Good one, leo2.. -
When society as a whole stops putting money and material possessions above people then we'll get somewhere. It seems there's never enough to go arround unless it's trouble. But there is something to be said about working hard for what you do have. A lesson to be learned by those willing to listen and smart enough to think on it.
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Could not resist reading this, as you title caught my eye. Just said to my wife this weekend, I am not going to take in any more MAs for next year - too little sleep and no time for myself!! How shall I put it: your poem speaks truth!, then on the other hand, are we not the cause of this! The chicken or the egg? If you were not human, I swear I would have said that you have some good insight or even better still, experience of being human! The last stanza 'rocks', and to me this is a sobering thought - so my motto for today is: Shut up and work! Frans
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Such is the way ...
you have shared some good lines here in your poem and I'm sure that there are many that feel this 'crunch'! There still are those things that money can't buy and 'they' can't tax those or take them away! I liked the way you posted the title with the ... 's and then the Well! that's catchy. Good luck in the challenge too! joy
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