Work

Evette
Work, work, work
That's what we do,
Everyday
Nothing is new.

Is it all worth it?
Does your check ease the pain?
Will work get better?
We constantly complain.

Remember working is a blessing,
There are those without a job
They would rather be earning a check,
Instead of choosing to rob.

So let's just get through it
And take it day by day
We will all get our wish,
On retirement day.

Published by Evette

Single mother of two and three grandchildren. Originally from Hollis, Queens, NY.  View profile

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  • Sophie4/14/2008

    This is a good spin on what means to those who have a job and those who don't.
    Sophie

  • SFolega3/2/2008

    Great poem again! I can't wait to read what else you write about!

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