Blue-collar Burn, a poem written by A. Goddard at

Blue-collar Burn

Blue-collar Burn

written by: A. Goddard


Shifts are just a time,
The people don’t matter.
Weekends a myth,
Just water cooler chatter.

Unions don’t protect,
It’s all just a game.
Contracts not followed,
Leaving workers worn and in pain.

Injuries don’t happen.
Doctor’s can’t be seen.
Kitchen cursing leads to
Midnight miracles fueled by caffeine.

Blood hidden under clothes.
Limps laughed off as mishap.
Understanding looks exchanged
As the boss listens with a wiretap.

Pain doesn’t matter.
Keep your mouth shut.
Just a number in the system,
Easily cut.

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