Payroll And The Obedient Servant's Redress Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Payroll And The Obedient Servant's Redress
His name was not in the paymaster's list and the whole wage has deducted for his food & lodging.
Where he goes to compensate?
He sleeps under the huge thorny money tree
But the bitter fruits are not ripen yet.
Though he waits for the coming season
Yet he has to re-validate his torn season-ticket.
The shadow of hard times to come falls across the lines of this sad poem. The old saying, 'What cannot be cured, must be endured' comes to mind for some reason. Write on, my friend. Warm regards, Sandra
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4/18/2024 9:10:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Frustration and impatience underpin this plea for equal distribution of wealth in the world. Strong words penned with style. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥