I Just Don'T Want You Losing - Poem by jerome moore
My brother said he's found a real job
an old time labour job.
in the present time quagmire of customer relations.
My brother goes in for the eight hour day in the bowels of the Oregonian newspaper.
He sits at his perch on the mechanical grimacing monster which carries the paper to him, then he proceeds to insert advertisements for the corporate markets the city events...
Heis afraid to get hepatitis on the ancient conveyer belt turgid with white printed papers
but takes great pride in his work.
I always say 'hey Josh you ever want to put vanguard propaganda and pamphlets instead of corporate inserts raise public awareness and consciousness? rally and picket strike and all that comes with that type of nostalgia? '
' why should i complain I get paid more than minimum wage. and besides this is a different time'
' It may be a different time but the system is still the same just more covert its a new generation brains on the assembly line ignorant of the true civil war still being fought today under different paradigm'
: that has nothing to do with me I go in make money and get back to my life'
' I just don't want you losing an arm to the machine it would only be a paper cut on the finger of production it will heal'
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