The Gospel According To Continuing Improvements

(SHOP FLOOR) There stands the multitude many heads like stepping stones hearts that beat a depressed rhythm row upon row upon row. The square in reverberation sways to a pungent tone unity upon each and every lip! “We’ll strike for evermore.” They chant. “Stay out for eternity.” They quip! (BOARDROOM) “We’ll break the buggers, confuse them one and all split them down the middle then take them as they fall. For working man, to himself an enigma a fool for all to see, no adversary in this world given freedom no master as yet willing to give the key!” © Harry J Horsman 1997