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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.

A. Goddard

A. Goddard

A. Goddard is a published children's book author that has also had a few other pieces published. Her works are wide-ranged, much like most art types she enjoys. A. Goddard is the wife of a railroader and mother of children, dogs, and chickens. Her life is full of oddities, which is reflected in her work.
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