Thirty Hour Work Week Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson

The thirty hour work week of six hours for five days
Will not work for those who prefer lazy ways.

'If they work so little they won't work at all'
'A pleasant friendly workplace? The thought's enough to appall! '

Our religious work ethic will collapse and die,
Our losses will soar, and malaise hit the sky.

'Time to smile? to enjoy God's given world?
Heaven forbid! Slaves should do as they're told'.

Of course we know there's enough work for all.
That's not the point. We'll lose our control.

We keep them in line by awarding bonuses to the greedy,
We teach to envy the rich, and to despise the needy.

We've bought the churches so they won't preach joy and freedom,
We've got the whole world enslaved without any pardon.

Even the elite must die, that's the payment of fatality,
But even to them we can sell immortality.