Nicole Sharon Brown Poet Rhyme

Blue Collar Blues

I ain't got no money,
But I work my butt off,
Every single day.
I work so I can have a place to stay
All of the time, 
I work to get half of your dimes,
That you drop when you go down to flop.
Unlike you I never have time to watch the clock.
I got a degree that I don't use,
Because of the negligent leaders that you choose.
Unskilled labor aids the campaign.
You talk about me,
But you don't care to know my name.
I got skills:
But I have to pay the bills.
I want to be like you and cruise on a yacht.
I'm building what you bought.
I'm putting your house on a lot.
I'm scrubbing your pots.
I'm working as an indentured servant.
Hoping that I get what I'm deserving,
But for the time being: I'm slaving,
Dancing to my homemade tunes,
Complaining to colleagues, who are 
also on their knees praying for life
To get better, Singing strongly the 
Blue Collar Blues.

written 9-5-04
while still a college studenta

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Christina Hobson July 28, 2009 at 7:37 AM The title reeled me in and the poem hooked me-nice.

James Fraser July 27, 2009 at 1:21 PM Reminds of the track by Styx, called Blue Collar Man, good poem Nicole>>James

Sara Kendrick July 25, 2009 at 5:37 PM Interesting piece about the situation of many people in America today. Sara