Best Workforce Poems
The grist mill stands by the side of the lake
A bustling flour mill of yesteryear
An eerie place where many people died
If you go inside you will sense the fear.
John Grist the miller was a psychopath
Well known for his outbursts of drunken rage
Those that upset him would incur his wrath
Like William Jones who asked for his wage.
Grist was very drunk and went for his gun
Shot young William until he dropped dead
Then shot the workforce before they could run
The floor of the mill was covered blood red.
Grist mill is haunted, don’t go there at night
The dead still moan and you might die of fright.
Written 25th May 2018
GRISTMILL CONTEST SPONSORED BY CRAIG CORNISH.
Discrepancy is an economic thing. Have you ever known this to be anything else?
Money is the great separator of togetherness. Man rob, steal, and kill just for the feel of its illicit presence. Woman will sell, which defines exploitation, steal from you, and lie on thy neighbor for just a little wealth.
These concepts are aspects of someone’s life.
Crime becomes escalated and mental health becomes the strife. The minister said within his blackness, “There has to be a better way.” However, there is no reason for this other than the lack of fulfillment and/or greed.
As a poet and philosopher, I respond, “We have to help everyone to overcome poverty.”
Note, the media and academia went on “The Tour on Poverty.” When they reported out, they showed how the Great Depression of 2008-2009 had affected the workforce and the home front.
Why are we not upset to see people living in poverty?
Academia stayed East and this made it seem that North, South, and West were the greatest downward spiral. Therefore, I present to you The School of Social Theology.
The School of Social Theology is a new school of thought that states poverty is melodramatic to us not being there for our family and what friends we are.
We live well but we do not offer the same to all.
The School of Social Theology seeks eradication of social injustice to state poverty must end. If you are working to end social injustice, today will not be the same as tomorrow...
A fight against social injustice is a fight for social justice!
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Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
Contest Name: Random Mix
Some inventors and scientists, they have both said
That science fiction books put ideas in their head
A novel that was written by Arthur C Clarke
Gave Tim Berners Lee the necessary spark.
The communicator in Star Trek that was fantasy
Martin Cooper of Motorola made it reality.
Beam me up Scotty, well that’s not here yet
Research is being done and they’ll crack it, you bet.
The news pads from the movie 2001
Now everyone has a tablet for online fun
Remember talking HAL, I’m sure you all do
Computer giants researched it and made it come true.
The movie Dick Tracy where they talk on their wrist
Now the smart watch is another to add to that list
Men dressed as robots in old movies you see
Now robots build cars, no longer fantasy.
Artificial intelligence now it can change your life
Any shape any colour, you can have one as your wife
But research and tech gadgets, are we moving too fast?
Mankind might become just a thing of the past.
Take for example a factory with two hundred men
Now all you need is a robot and a workforce of ten
But it’s not something new, just look at history
Job loss came with the intro of the Spinning Jenny.
Ray guns and flying saucers at area 51
They try to tell you that nothing is going on
No need to panic it’s a research facility
Whilst making space age weapons for the military.
And films have inspired the creation of drones
Controlled very easily from an app on your phones
X-Ray drones are the ones that bother me
Wear a swimsuit in the shower because they will see.
Robots that can think will outwit us one day
We’ll just be a nuisance and be put out of the way
Science fiction for many is just fantasy
But it inspires the great minds in creativity.
March 7th 2018
For Science Fiction Contest sponsored by Deborah Guenther Beachboard
Achieve greatness by running a race.
Break sound barriers- just go to outer space!
Climb a mountain to get a good workout.
Deliver a speech- you'll probably have to shout...
Earn some money by helping clean up.
Film a video where you put on makeup.
Graduate college, online, of course!!!
Hire for the future; build a great workforce!
Improvise a sketch and perform it for all.
Just watch a sad movie, and prepare to bawl.
Kidnap an animal, then keep it for yourself...
Laminate bookmarks and organize your bookshelf!
Make some yummy cookies, brownies, or a cake.
Nestle in; watch a show where all they do is bake.
Optimize your storage; start with the dresser...
Poke around a bit to find some hidden treasure!
Qualify for a job, or just peek at the website...
Read some poems; mine are sure to excite!!!
Sleep all day, then pull an all-nighter.
Take some time to become a songwriter!
Unfold some origami, and then fold it back again.
Vandalize something, if you can't, just plan when...
Wander around, and pretend you're mist.
X-out something on your bucket list.
Yammer on about your favorite subject.
Zip your zipper obsessively- jeez... are you occupied yet????
The classic names of nursing homes
make me want to puke and groan
How about 'Celestial Gardens?'
great place to dump your 'burden'
Then there's 'Sunset Terrace'
at sundown, for embalming they prepare us
Good old 'Live the Moment,' of course
where they put octogenarians in the workforce
Not to forget sparkling 'Milky Way'
careful what they put in your 'tay'
Yet there is a certain appeal to a fancy-name place
~ if you delight in the extinction of the human race
Ah, I remember those smashing
days when I was dancing till dawn!
Refusing to be a workforce pawn.
It left no lines, but painted a smile on my face!
I enjoyed the joy, the people-peppered life.
Marvelously, frenzied, frenetic pace.
Being wild,did agree with me.
Life, for me, was so far, far more wondrous,
Than a posh,expensive, one- time cruise at sea.
Confetti-like, touching , steamy romances.
Meeting eccentric people from all nations
Learning, international, amazing dances.
Most people's lives follow a boring straight line.
Mine was and still is an escalating spiral path
Of colored, metallic, ribbons rising to the sky.
Nothing about it was ever dull norever orthodox.
I cherished each hour never did I once.
Run my life by societal rules or the face of a clock!
Full of international sounds andjoyous souls.
What a great life God has given gave me!
Now these joyous times with pen,I can transpose!
A free soul,I am till the day that Iexpire.
But perhaps~God might send me a spare tire?
A few more Bossa Nova years to
be with you.
In harmony and rhythm, just more
Samba and going to Rio!
March 6, 2024
SIGNS OF THE TIMES
Wow, this is cool.
Spectacular and groovy
So real to my intellect that I feel that I am a noetic ambiance.
Surreal and extroverted
I am unreserved.
I am spreading my wings to test the world.
See do I really fit in.
If I fail, I will try again.
Wow, what a winner.
Touring the city in my Lamborghini.
Dress as sharp as I cut the corners.
I am prequel to greater excitement.
A cause and effect to another’s desires.
I am ablaze afire.
Avid to paint the city lights,
As I dance in the streets tonight.
Wow, what a knockout.
I stand under the disco ball.
A pleasant surprise and a thrill to all.
Sequential to my last time out.
Ensuing others to come along
On this joyride of freedom.
Never suppress or overpowered
No weapon formed shall prosper.
Wow, what a smash.
I have overcome many obstacles.
Not following any protocol
I am in a rightful mind people.
My workflow is by policy.
I am OSHA and safety.
No guidelines I avoid.
I am the strength of my workforce.
Wow, what a sensation.
I am the image of persuasion.
Under no circumstances do I procrastinate.
The situation is there to investigate.
So I monitor my surroundings
To become wise and intuitive.
Yet, overwhelmed this may become.
That is me of my wisdom.
Wow, another triumph!
Destiny’s miracle.
In a diurnal mood,
To achieve and to attain and
To remain attuned.
Neptune has entered Aquarius.
The birth sigh of Emma Mae Porter-Sexton.
Sirens sing I am here forever and I am a new beginning.
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Penned January 25, 2015!
PLIGHTS FOUGHT TOMORROW KNOWN
WRITTEN FOR DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR. HOLIDAY 2016 (Versified!)
As days transpires, better we focus.
As life transgress, better our voice.
A walk, a talk, a political aspect of religion and righteousness.
Via the Founding Fathers we separated church and state.
Socio-political and socio-religious are the floodgates.
As we remember, tears may drop,
Is it the strength we possess that ruminates us?
We overcame our struggles and we are abreast to our accomplishments.
We are the United States of North America.3
Analysis of our external environment let us know
that we are a strong workforce.
That we are no more separated by the color of our skin.
That our unity is our identity of different nations of human beings.
That our mien is our self-image of economy –
the” big picture” of demeanor.
When we falter, we recoup.
We do not assume we will fall from what others do.
We are the people of our regions that are vast and wide.
We are negotiators of our lives.2
As we celebrate today in our mind-sets,
we know what may overwhelm us.
This could be how far we have come.
Or, it could be how far we will continue to go -
to climb the mountains that we must peak -
to deplete human suffering from the illness we perceive.
That is what is known and all the possibilities.
We have witnessed many tragedies from the
time of formation to present day.
But oh, we can find glory just as well in our beliefs,
creeds, and unity.1
Envois is this discourse.
Pro-activism edifice verbalized.
But to no idiom this loll.
We are all part of the same universe.
Each has his or her role to play.
All are formidable when the goal is stated.
May one be easier than the other?
May we strive to be a part of the same country?
Where we are awe-inspiring but together.
That is on the same page.
Where our lives are the similarity, and the same is our home front.
This is right outside our front door.4
The plight is fought and tomorrow is known!5
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Written January 16, 2016!
THE BAWDIEST ONE
At one with the world is like knowing the universe of people.
You see that is because he or she is transparent.
Even when you know he or she is a straight liar, you will provide him or her the benefit of the doubt.
The day will come when you will call this liar out.
Meaning, you let him or her know of his or her lies.
One of these days, I will speak.
And in this speech, I will teach.
I will tell about life as it is to view the response that I receive.
I know I will see haters and crusaders,
Insofar as this is a measure that ensues.
We are a united way.
We are together as one.
We strive to achieve individuality.
Each is part of the team.
The maximum exposure one seeks.
Holding hands, we walk for Civil Rights.
The white man must empower our rights just to wave our hands.
He is the subjugator that has suppressed a different race of men and women.
The bawdiest one is he.
As one, we seek to be unrestricted in possessing the same freedoms.
At liberty one is stated to be in the United States of America.
Liberated by one's constitutional presence.
One's status is within the workforce.
One's voice is heard via politics and religion.
As one, it is our civic duty to refine this determination.
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*The philosophical tenet of this passage is one is determine to be removed from the crime scene schooled.
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Written September 07, 2015!
Trump wants to build a wall
Between Mexico and us
I can't help but wonder
Why he's making such a fuss!
Cartels were building tunnels
Underneath our border fence
When Trump was groping females
And Pence sought common sense
Though Congress say Trump's thinking
Is reasonable and sound
We know they'll find the workforce
From los peons underground!
Giving billions of pounds to banks that just squander
Sharing bonuses and gifts, as they internally launder
To Mr Cameron, an alleged Prime Minister for the people
You work for us, do your job right, climb our steeple
Currently in our workforce, there are ten million or more
Aged over fifty, by the score, by the score
Pay them all a million, let's call it severance pay
Retire them early, ten million jobs now in play
With their monies they must buy, a brand new fancy car
Ten million cars ordered, a motor industry to travel far
A house they must buy, or a mortgage to pay off
A dying housing crisis sorted, no builders will scoff
To their kids who have become idle, youthful travesty
No excuses now, to schools, college or universities
So many kids will be removed, no hanging about our streets
Education being their answer, crime fixed, the ultimate treat
Buying fuel for their new cars, purchasing a few bottles of wine
Their taxes and expenditure, will leave the economy fine
What the tax payer has laid out, as they internally launder
Whom we have voted in, do your job, we'll grow fonder
Adapted from an email I received at work today.
You aren't anybody to the plinth in the workforce.
Of course, I know of your success.
My money does not have anything to do with you; therefore, why negate a
nation’s wealth.
If you just would abide by the Constitution, your achievements are '
insurmountable.
I came via statute of law, but you violated them all.
In these historical times, there will not be a walk.
I will, however, step-to-the-cause.
Your stance is cruelty.
Your voice lacks depth.
You are a mammoth in society through social injustice.
No law has been applied and the freedoms of humanity are threatened.
You were the Judge who did not preserve the Seventh (7th) Amendment.
In these historical times, I am a trailblazer.
I will watch from a skyscraper.
You state emotional distress is the fabrication.
You state the summary of this all is damages made.
You said I am nothing but a Pro-Se Litigator, insofar as your voice means
nothing within this nation,
You are just a native-born child whose life has been negated.
In these historical times, I am the biblical generation.
An era of gist that is socio-political and socio-religious predefined by a socio-
economic existence, I attenuate you with strength and know that justice will
prevail.
This will be documented throughout antiquity.
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PENNED ON OCTOBER 14, 2014!
I am the daughter of two hard working parents
Both who raised a strong christian daughter who is mixed with a touch of irish and african heritage
Who they raised to be proud of being biracial
I am from a family who has its frequent arguments, but comes together when it matters
I am from a family who for generations had past addictions
I am from a Mom who broke the cycle.
I am from a Dad who struggled too.
I am from the lectures with my Mom who spoke
“Do not give in. The next generation counts on you.”
I am from a Mom who was a first generation college student
a mom who inspires me and pushes me to excel
a mom who teaches me to be pound of who I am
I am from a life of hard word and commitment
A life that rejects the phrase “give up”
I am from the countless hours of working at thirteen
I am from a male dominated workforce
A workforce that has frequent misconceptions of woman
I am from the long hot days in the sun
which has sculpted my proficiency as a soccer referee.
I am from the “land of opportunity” that also has many faults
I am from a place where opposing viewpoints are censured
while similar statements are praised
A place where you can’t be in between the lines
you must choose either pro or anti
I am from a place where there is constant judgment
A place where our first amendment is violated
I am from a place where there is no certainty nor identity
But through all of this…
I am from a place who needs more kindness and less judgment
I am from a place that needs equality for all
I am from a place that needs God
When I go outside and see the homeless, I see one thing,
There are no homeless Hispanics and yet,
There is a Hispanic Panic amongst those who are paranoid
From the abuelitas selling taquitos to artists hawking cartoon portraits, street vendors were hustling long before the pandemic. But they are being forced to adjust even more due to the downturn caused by COVID-19.
Mexican merchants are struggling to keep their
Food Truck small businesses, LA Street Vendor’s, are not pan-handlers
For goodness’ sake, buy KEEP-SAKES!
In an era where more of our workforce is in the informal economy with zero protections and safety nets for emergencies
LA Street Vendor Campaign demonstrates how local solutions
can scale up and reach thousands of precarious workers
across Los Angeles and beyond.
The city of New York wants to reduce the security guards at their agencies
Penny wise and pound foolish is what they’re coming to be
To try and save less than .05% in a budget that’s in the billions
To put a wrench in the safety and well-being of a city of 10 million
If’s there’re no security officers to watch over the DEP water sheds
What’s to stop terrorists from poisoning the water and thousands being dead?
If there’re no security officers at the DHS shelters
the situation could be dire
As you won’t have enough personnel on hand
to warn the clients when there’s a fire
If there’re no security officers at the Human Resources Administration sites
Who would be there to protect the workforce in the event of a fight?
Penny wise and pound foolish when it comes
to our children’s safety and well being
If there’s no one to adequately clean the schools
a major outbreak we might be seeing
Penny wise and pound foolish in regards to the City’s financial resource
Trying to save a few pennies while pounds of dollars
will be in litigation in the courts
If someone is hurt in a fall it’s the city they will sue
If someone dies in a fire it’s the city they will sue
If a worker is assaulted on the job it’s the city they will sue
So I ask New York City leaders, what are you going to do?
Penny wise and pound foolish when it comes to New Yorker’s safety
It’s time to stop all this nonsense and keep the school cleaners and security