033110g We Are Out Of This Universe Poem by Manonton Dalan
033110g We Are Out Of This Universe
before the break of dawn
we are still working a shift
all soak with sweat, grease
nobody talking but whine of a fun
we stare at the clock for relief
other than that keep our grief
when we hear that horn wail
our hearts rejoice never fail
we count our hours a good eight
plus night differential, that's it
but time has taken too much toll
lost track of events even sunshine
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