Works And Pensions Poem by Dave Alan Walker
Works And Pensions
Arms outstretched
screaming to be heard
but nobody listens
to the man with no name
We are just cattle
walking the line to market
waiting for retirement day
Walking like cattle in a line hoping to go to the bull market for retirement. Nice poem. Thank you.
It seems not to matter which half of the heard were in front or back milking cows once our productive days are over well it's time to hurry up and die....iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 9:37:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a bitter truth so clearly and so briefly presented! you represented them so aptly!