Zero Hour

poem by: John Ormerod
Written on Feb 09, 2015

    Zero Hours

I work unknown minutes
Future time by contract
I've been dropped in it
By Blind greedy fat-cats!

Set hours are absent
No more plans are made
Bosses smile truly bent
Absolved duties of their aid!

Work in places scarce full hours
Jobless long whatever week
Money gone empty bowers
While inside feeling meek!

Full employ is the dream of many
But the few otherwise
These blood-suck contracts are canny
While Government turn blind eyes!

Capital Capital at the top
Western world corrupt
Workers only want to skip and hop
To family feed with bread to cut!

How did it get this way?
So Hades to the front
We didn't have a say
What's left the fucking cunts!

Poor Poorer waiting time
Will I get week's fed?
My soul highly wine
Hungry so off to bed!

Nightmare future bleak
Money siping down 
My stomach getting weak
No one cares around town!

Waiting by for the phone
Never ringing, Idle stood
Contour case useless zone
Wring its neck seeing plastic blood!

Unite Unite better life
C'mon beat these parasite lost
We can with our strife
To win at all costs!


           31st January 2015



 

Tags: rhyme, depressing, pain, hope,

 

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