Long Job Poems
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Well, my bosses up above me
are always pushing, trying to shove me
into doing twice the work for only half the pay
When 5 o’clock finally comes
and I think this long day is done
they tell me I have to work five more hours today
Because Joe Blow did not show
and I’m the only one who knows
how to push the green button to start this darn machine
While the sweat pours down my back
my bosses munch on their fifth snack
saying how we need to work together as a team
‘Stead of standing here wishing
should be on the creek bank fishing
and tonight I should be out painting this town red
I’m so tired I can hardly drive
and I feel more dead than alive
by eight o’clock I’ll be sleeping alone in my bed
When it comes time for a raise
you know you can be replaced they say
by a blind one-armed squirrel or a half dead baboon
So when I hit the lottery
they won’t see any sign of me
we’ll see if those pencil necks still sing that same tune
But it’s my job and I won’t shirk it
so I’ll get up and go to work it
and hope to retire when I am 90 if only I can
But that don’t stop me from wishing
that I was on the creek bank fishing
with an ice cold bottle of beer in each hand
‘Stead of standing here wishing
I should be on the creek bank fishing
and tonight I should be out painting this town red
I’m so tired I can hardly drive
I feel more dead than alive
by eight o’clock I’ll be sleeping alone in my bed
Job; a man of many troubles
For a few months in his life
Endured much pain and sorrow
Even great loss of life
He was the richest man
That then the world had known
But Satan hatched a plan
To destroy and to dethrone
God put limits to his plan
Before Satan could proceed
Jobs life he could not take
To this rule he must heed
He took all that Job had
Not a thing was left behind
Took his children and his health
It was an awful time
Friends came to comfort him
At least that's why they said they came
The kept telling Job it was his fault
That's why he now was poor and lame
Debate upon debate
Job had with each of them
He asked "why'd God create me
"I should have never been
Now God would not forsake
Though Jobs wife urged him to
For God gives and takes away
To Him my love stays true
Though his heart was true
He question why this had to be
He thought he'd always live right
But now look woe is me
Finally God would speak
He asked Job, "where were you
When the earth was made
Tell me what did I do?"
Where were you Job tell me
When I set the stars in sky
Job tell me where were you?
You know you cannot lie."
Where were you Job tell
When the seas were formed
Now tell me if you can
Tell me when they were born
"Now see Leviathan
Have you ever tamed the beast
How about Behemoth
Whose strength will not cease
Job give me an answer
This is my command you
Job said I not worthy
I know not what to do
Now God liked his answer
Jobs pride it now was gone
Then he said to Jobs friends
Follow all Jobs been shone
They sacrificed to Him
Seven bulls and seven lambs
Seeking God's forgiveness
Only as a person can
Now God healed Jobs illness
Gave him double what he had
Gave him seven lassies
Gave him three strong lads
No ladies then on earth
Had beauty like these found
When they had children
Jobs feet they came around
Now Job would still live longer
One hundred and forty years
Seeing great grand children
His life was free of tears
My heart is in one world, yours is in another,
yet truth says that you are my brother.
We were both born perfect children of God,
but you were wrapped in hate and told that was your job.
I was given freedom, love and the right to dream.
You were fed ignorance, evil and encouraged to scheme.
I cannot hate you, my brother so lost,
nor can I tolerate the suffering you caused.
In misguided flight, your hate filled the sky.
Seeking to dim America’s light, you caused many to die.
Know that we do bleed, but, no, you did not succeed.
Through ashes and chaos, we discover the best in us,
and prayer of prayer, hope of hope,
this is what you caused to grow –
this is what the world will know.
This is indeed truthfully the life
so really good it's simply the best
your time's your own at your peace
whenever you like be fully at rest
In Scotland the bus pass is free
at retirement age travel all around
it's great to walk in countryside
visit historical cultural sites abound
If reading is your favourite thing
visit library or download to app
so much scope to read or study
just no reason to get in a flap
Holidays can be taken anytime
you go far or near just anywhere
car, train or jump on the plane
you may even get a reduced fare
Yes it is all I had truly hoped for
don't worry if you don't sleep at night
the next days completely your own
the best job ever yes too right!
(Retirement: highly recommended)
Position available immediately in a Christian life
Full time with an out of this world benefit package
Looking for a humble individual with a loving, and
caring heart to take on role of a servant.
You will work in a progressively growing field.
Duties include the following: Putting others first,
Job requirements include: a willingness to help in all areas of need.
Must be willing to work any hour called upon
And have great listening skills. Need to be able to carry
heavy burdens, must be willing to sacrifice self for others, need active knowledge of the ten
commandments and be fluent in the fruits of the spirit.
must be proficient in the practice of self-denial, and be a seasoned prayer warrior
Veterans’ in the army of God are strongly urged to apply.
Long-suffering and compassion a must. A willing heart and born again
experience necessary. Camel knees a plus!
If interested please contact God, the Father, by calling Jeremiah 33:3
Or by knee- mail. Interviews conducted same day.
An equal opportunity employer
Still the Worst Job Ever
How do I hold thee, let me count the ways.
I hold thee trembling, beneath kitchen sinks
crouched in the darkness of the brightest days
guiding thy beam as his patience shrinks.
I hold thee dulled by lightning’s fearsome flash
shakily awaiting unseen anger
tortured by the inevitable crash
intrigued by the neediness of danger.
I hold thee wide eyed in dirt-floored cellar
your flame slow flickering on edge of sight
dimming through the range of yellowed color
draining the darkness from a darkened night.
I hold thee, for my brothers all have fled
I hold thee, not knowing what they dread.
11/13/2014
Submitted for - Sara Kendrick - Jobs – Poetry Contest
She nodded to the fishman, 'a zombie is in here',
He headed to the door so it would be more clear.
It was the last of the zombies told to the ectoplasmic man,
He was tied to a chair so couldn't even stand.
The zombie spoke the name of Huntley,
Then his head exploded rather timely.
Off they drove to find this man in the monestary,
It was late and dark, and awfly scary.
The path to the chapel was filled with more zombies?!?
Their guns took them down with the breeze!
Robert Huntley, 'hahahahahaha', loudly laughed!
He had dug up the grave within the building's draft.
Possessed he was with a skeleton necklace,
Then tranqualized down by the B.P.R.D. wreckless.
Yegor Kurya was the one to possess,
But his day would end with his bones six-foot caressed!
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
A Ghost Story Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Angela Tune
Story poetized from 'Another Day At the Office', Mike Mignola
If I HAD A JOB IN HEAVEN LET IT BE---
If
If I
If I had a job in heaven would like to be an usher;
To escort all the sister's and brethren;
Oh, I if I
If I had a job in
In heaven
I would only want to sing all the praises;
To the King;
Sing songs and hymns
To be performing eternity
If I only had one job in heaven
Let it be, let it be directing
the angelic choir singing eternally
Praise worthy
If I had one job in heaven
I would wash your feet
Just to humbly be like Jesus
If
If I
If I had a job in heaven would like to be an usher;
To escort all the sister's and brethren;
Oh, I if I
If I had a job in
In heaven
I would only want to sing all the praises;
To the King;
Sing songs and hymns
To be performing eternity
3/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Such a yearning in my heart to find a one
No, find the one
With the appropriate prerequisites
The right experience
The proper internships to complete my externship
The perfect applicant
Just right for the job
After many interviews and several orientations
I was able to convince myself you didn’t exist
Until…
That long conversation we had on that night off
I didn’t know what it was
Maybe it was your voice
Or maybe your laugh
All I know- is that at that moment,
The idea of the perfect applicant,
No, employee, rushed back into my mind
You may possibly know this, but I’ve never told you
So I guess now is the best time
Your cosmic beauty and your angelic sound waves
Bring my black hole to the brink of bewilderment
You send my mind on expeditions to another galaxy
Yet, like the roots of the oak tree, you are so grounded
You know not how you have impacted my life
At times, you fill me with the vivacity that I thought I could only find in the fiction
paperbacks
I live in awe with you
And like I said, you may not know,
So simply put…
I’m feeling you
They say they come once in a lifetime, but do they
Really is that the only time a nice job will swing your way
Feels more like meat thrown in the air for a hungry bird fight
Is it really worth the battle to chase the bait for a bite
Most decide to leave one for another chasing that higher dollar
At the bottom of a new corporate latter wearing that blue collar
You put down what taste familiar for another cup
It sounds like an opportunity until you realize what's up
A brand new environment with a whole new set of rules
Feeling the shoes of an employee that was used and abused
It must have been opportunity for them at one time
What's the real reason for posting the "We're Hiring Now" sign.