Poems About: WORK

I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
This world is a mischief, full of hazards
I can not sleep, i may not be in the womb read more »

What am I thinking about?
What's the fucking sound out?
Lift upside down
She is come to pass read more »

Bob says the harder I work the luckier I seem to get
And do not tell me there is not money in the loss of human sweat
If I did not work as hard less money I would have for to spend
The wealthy one has lots of mates but the pauper does not have a friend. read more »

What makes you think you can go far,
Sitting, drinking at a bar?
Huh? read more »

Work Work Work

Pay Pay Pay read more »

So it goes like this,
Guy meets girl.
Guy buys flowers.
Girl puts them in a vase. read more »

WHEN I am busying about,
Sewing on buttons, tapes, and strings,
Hanging the week's wet washing out
Or ironing the children's things, read more »

You have to get up;
I don't want to get up.
Why don't you want to get up?
I'm very comfortable where I am, thank you. read more »

As far as I can not melt myself in Meditation,
I surrender to work at hand with attention!

As long as the ceaseless dance of ego goes on, read more »

When people aren't asking questions
They're making suggestions
And when they're not doing one of those
They're either looking over your shoulder or stepping on your toes read more »

There is hope
That one time
We'll all have enough read more »

Behind the men on the street,
responsible for cleaning and hygiene,
Behind the men on the site,
who work under sun and rain, read more »