Thank God! For the working man (poem)
They say Paul Bunyan could really swing an axe.
When those trees needed mov’in, he would make
John Henry was another legend, who could lay down
Today - to list’en to that cold steel ring, - The young
Would say he was really in the groove.
Muscle and blood, sweat and tears! Was the major
Composition - of the men - who built this land.
Our skyscrapers! - bricks, laid down-with such
It took not a formal education - for labor always had -
The upper hand.
For these men with callused hands, were reflections of
The Lord’s love and affection.
The next time you walk down a city sidewalk. -
Take time to see,
A work of art - which did not require, - a college degree
The working man - giv’en little recognition, and little reward.
I only hope this poem, brings some historical accord.
We may not read about them in the headline news.
For the big news to them, after a hard day’s work, - is
“Happy Hour” and consuming the booze.
God bless! - And thank you! - For the working man
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