Laid Off - Poem by Randy McClave
The company will laugh and management will scoff
Just because of them, I will be getting laid off,
They lied and they robbed their own company blind
While I and others were being forced to work overtime.
Now, I don't have a job anymore and it’s because of them
I am one of the hundreds to suffer from core to stem,
My job wasn't being sent away to another country
Management just wanted to see the working man suffer and plea.
Not one of the bosses knows how to work my job
But, they do know how to fire, and contract out and rob,
Now, I must clear out my locker and walk out the gate
And then look for another job, and maybe even relocate.
The bosses have lined their pockets as they gorged and stole
I wondered most of the time, if they even had a soul,
Some bosses retired and some others did resign
But, because of them! I must stand in the unemployment line.
Randy L. McClave
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