David Wolfenden

Rookie (March 1960 / Blackburn)

Slip (H&S) - Poem by David Wolfenden

Mid-afternoon on a normal day
Peter slipped and fell
It was a fallen piece of paper
Made him feel like hell

Peter worked in an office
Under pressure, rushing around
The paper had missed the bin
On which he slipped to the ground

As he fell to the floor
On the way he hit his mouth
The first aider called
An ambulance to take him south

In A&E they declared a break
Drills and wire fixed his jaw
Pain killers and antibiotics to take
In the mirror, a horror he saw

Two weeks off work he was given
Daytime TV he decided was waste
Adverts for claims he saw a lot
So he sued his employer in haste

Before he got to court he won
Three thousand pounds settlement
Out of court, all was fine
Back at work he faced resentment

Something for nothing, too easy
His colleagues brayed
A liability, setting a precedent
His manager was afraid

One simple act was missed
Himself, his colleagues, all could have done
Picking up the piece of paper
Responsibility, each and all showed none

One accident in a “safe” place
Cost lots of cash and days of time
Safety responsibility is every bodies
Director, manager, yours and mine

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 10, 2010



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