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Minimum Wage Day

Short money, long hours End of another minimum wage day Working class task, sweat gaze into a ceiling of glass Start of another yesterday factory pay Punch the clock ... job requirement is knuckle bare minimum Labor output don’t equal the paid sum Advancement ain’t an option, maximum effort is weekly inconsistent Fire the lazy ... hire the next bum Long hours, short money Start of another minimum wage work delay Ruling class won’t lower the glass End of another Mgt downshift on a wage upgrade Always in need of a higher raise, minimum hourly salary stuck on a retrograde say Twice a month collect a powerless payday

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 8/9/2018 10:06:00 PM

Well-penned, my friend. The lines of the poem speak for themselves, without the usual preening, posturing, and moralizing. Kudos! Blessings, Gershon

Sand Blown

Date: 8/8/2018 6:46:00 AM

been there...low wage...three shifts... sleep walk...get canned

M. L. Kiser

Date: 8/7/2018 3:20:00 PM

You've hit the proverbial, "nail on the head" with this one; beautifully done.

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 8/7/2018 1:12:00 PM

So provocative, especially 'minimum wage work delay' and 'powerless payday,' I think the true heroes are the ones doing the dirty, ugly, unglamorous but necessary work-

Arthur Vaso

Date: 8/7/2018 12:45:00 AM

Everyone deserves a living wage, Henry Ford at the time paid way over the current wages and people asked him why? He replied why so they can afford my cars! Its a complex issue, and the first step, take responsibility, many of us can do better, second, forget wages for a second, every citizen deserves an education and healthcare no matter wealth, this would benefit the rich and poor, in the long run, sometimes a solution can be win win!!! Great write!!!