Blue Collar Rant Poem by Biff McGuire

Why do you beg for sympathy
When you suffer so much less than me?

Can you just once pull up your boots
And cherish your blue collar roots?

Pain comes with the job you do
And opportunities are few

Compare your life to someone else
Whose lifes not neat upon a shelf

Some days I think you shed a tear
And turn away with signs of fear

We use the same tools every day
But still your pain dont match your pay

Please grow up once and be a man
Or give your job to one who can

Take it and at least might try
Without us listening to him cry!