A Poor Man's Blues
'I'll raise your pay by £5 a week' -
Who is he kidding, the man's a freak!
I've a mortgage to pay, children to feed
But this guy won't help a worker in need.
He'll go off sailing in his fancy yacht
As happy as Larry for all he's got,
Or play some golf on his country estate -
You can't deny it's an enviable fate!
But I've got no money to pay the bills
And my wife's overdosed on her bottle of pills,
And I'm limping around in my second-hand shoes
And feel like a blind man singing the blues,
With a tear in my pants and holes in my socks
And a one-way ticket to a cardboard box! !
The boss ain't like us ordinary folk,
Is he even human, or is that just a joke?
I've beeb thinking lately, though it might sound mad,
That I feel compelled to do something bad
'CosI've had enough of Society's lies
So I'll give him a bullet right between the eyes,
They'll put me in prison. See if I care!
At least I'll get food and shelter there!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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