Laboured Poem by Matthew Holloway

Laboured



We the working masses
slaves to the wage
endure places of occupation
willing away each day
each week
to be free, to lay in bed
counting the days
to be paid
the process, the grind
overtime
it all becomes
laboured

Saturday, May 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: labour,life,poem,poetry,work
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raymond Farrell 02 May 2015

That certainly sums up the plight of many and the receive little or no recognition for what they do.

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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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