Today you are feeling low,
Because you're not wanted by the rest,
Although you know in your mind,
You did your very best.
Some people don't appreciate,
What you do outside your hours,
Or undertaking all the safety checks,
In the blazing heat and rain showers.
When you are a union rep,
You are committed to the core,
They don't understand how you're feeling,
Now you're not wanted anymore.
Shortly you will face reality,
You will need to leave the role,
You will no longer sign your signature,
Sometimes feeling you sold your soul.
Your life's journeys will carry on,
Taking you along a different pathway,
Life is full of peaks and troughs,
But you will be OK.
Written by David Boyce
10 December 2025
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