The Deal

See them walking up and down the picketing line with a sign reaching up to the divine; see them shouting from the back of the van and them over there are screaming from the music stand, “we want a deal for this thing is real" see them marching up and down the street with a sign which read, “no deal no shield.” At first it seems like a joke, everyone was wearing black tea shirt with artistic slogan embedded within, marching around and humming the picketing hymn. They line the street for days for a cause they knew would lead them astray, but with determination they pressed on for the union to sing a new song. For the first month everything laid flat and the union was struggling on their backs, the companies did not budge but the writers kept picketing on. They knew the risks that were involved but they were not concerned about that, no pay, no benefits, their savings ran out in a jiffy and it made everyone really unhappy. The actor's guild was moved so they join the woeful school with cracked lips and sun burning their backs they were adamant to break the dead lock. Reality began to sink in and they cancel the award show and the scare crows were on the go. Your favorite television drama was axed and movies were flying in flip-flops, the re-runs bored them to death and the men gallivanting in bikini on the lawn cause me to fret. But thanks to reality TV they were already on the go and they were the stars of the show. They kept the audience alive and we got along just fine. See them walking up and down the picketing line with a message that is divine, something is swirling around the sky and it either do or dies. The clouds are pregnant with rain and a miracle is coming your way the clouds are breaking, water is flowing and the CEOs are finally listening. Another meeting was called to put an end to this painful brawl. They have lost five months' salary and they could not complete the appointments in the diary, meetings were cancelled, interviews put on hold and filming came to a standstill and everyone was singing a different hymn and finally the negotiation begins. They were locked in a meeting for eight hours drinking coffee to keep them awake and English tea to make their body shake and still no deal at the gate. Request upon request make the CEOs vex, trying to please everyone was difficult to understand and so they had to focus on the most important need to satisfy everyone’s greed. Out of the gratitude of their heart the global bank jumps in and cut a check that seal the deal and got the job done. When they heard the news, everyone was confused but a voice shouted beyond the picketing line, “money is the answer “and it comes right on time. Now it is show time.