Notes About The Poem
There are generations of hard working, dedicated employees who feel useless in our society and especially in our work places. Sometimes these employees do need to develop new skill sets, but often their experience is pushed to the side to promote a youthful, energetic image as companies navigate through a new economy. The older generations are often hidden in the corner to do menial jobs or pushed out the door altogether through hostile work environments. 

As I get older, I already see what I have heard older generations talk about for years. We live in a throw-away culture and that includes the experience and knowledge of those who come before us. 

Baa Baa Black Sheep

Baa Baa Black Sheep
We don't want your wool.

Please sir, Please sir,
I have three bags full.

You are too old.
You are out of date.

But I work hard,
And I'm never late.

You don't have the
Look we're looking for.

That's no reason to
Boot me out the door.

We want new skills
For this vocation.

But I have twice
The education.

You have too much
Experience now.

But they have none!
They don't even know how!

Baa Baa Black sheep,
We don't want your wool.

Job security?
I've been played the fool.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Buck Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 5:41 PM
Rachel: I apologize if you can sense the silly grin on my face. I've been retired 17 yrs. and understand fully this cultural sin. :o( Thanks for writing so meaningfully about a topic that haunts so many grey hairs today. Keep them coming. oldbuck
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
May 5, 2013 at 7:56 PM
Nice look at the job market through an old nursery rhyme.
Tacito Avatar
April 20, 2013 at 10:50 AM
Intense as hell! Kudos on the "Job security" question. A sad truth. Well done!
Seal Avatar
April 20, 2013 at 8:49 AM
Wow, I love the twist in this old nursery rhymn to the theme of obsoletion. So poignant in today's world. Very clever and great wording. Well done. Take care, Richard
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