Long Workforce Poems
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from birth as an infant female
to a school yard girl
years pass she becomes a
young adult female
just another female in the workforce
she's just another female in general
noted as someone's wife, daughter, sister,
mother, aunt or significant other,
but to her
she is a woman
someone smart and strong
she defines herself
by her accomplishments in life
not by her struggles
she doesn't depend on others
to accomplish her dreams,
but works hard to include
her family in her hopes and dreams
so a true definition of a woman
is someone who empowers in the themselves
the ability to conquer life and
not let life conquer them
April 7, 2022
July 21, 2022 for favorite poem of 2022 contest
Friends hands
all blue celebrating
very jolly cheering for
cheer leader end of school
cheer leading end of year
very jolly end end of
of school school
no more year
books now
or rules so true begins
had friends the
ask friends hot
rap friends had suns
decidedly dark
a cheerleaders
very jolly
very blue
very true
deadly !
somebody
ever so dark
positively perfect
you ever so dim faces billowing, roughly
obscured stages, clear of self-importance, mirthful workforce
has been blue very blue friends happy blue
Workforce
The errant sun goes on spoiling,
Prancing aloft the coastal sea,
Disperse gathering clouds foiling,
Allowing masses roam rain-free,
Discharge they, their duties assigned,
Encroaching soon the midday hour,
Earned time behalf spent day behind,
Fruits are dealt, fruits are worked labor,
Toil away their souls imparted,
As gifted skills a day unwraps,
Calls north star marks dusk has started,
Luna rise as a star collapse,
Soft breaths cull amidst the stillness,
Rebuilt minds planned fresh days business.
2020 March 11
*2nd Place*
STRAND CHOICE D,any form,any theme
~~Brian Strand
Howmanysyllabes;
14 lines x 8 syllables per = 112 syllables total
Yeah can nay make a better world
by killing all the people
Stalin
Marx
Hitler
Lenin
All felt that the ends justifies the means
Marx and Lenin wanted to build utopia
a world where all the people
had food and enjoyed life
Hitler wanted to build a world
where all sickness
or disabilities where gone
yet the ends do not justify
the means
you can not build a better world
by killing all the people
You can build a better world
with education and investment
they say within the next twenty years
thirty eight percent of the workforce
will be replaced by robots
but that means thirty eight percent
of the workforce wages will be gone
less customers for shops
Less people
that can afford to buy products
Yet if we teach people to become
investors perhaps dividends
can replace wages
What a world we could have
machines doing the work
well people get to live a play
Nature is showing us
what we are doing wrong
overpopulation can be controlled
by human education
people that want careers
put off having families
careers and investment
build better lives
Look after your pennies
and your dollars
look after themselves
your unemployed and starving
are your pennies
teach them to have careers
and your country gains more tax
your companies gain more customers
and your people build
their individual utopias
nobody can tell you
what to do with your life
that choice is up to you
yet we can learn from each other
we can learn from what makes people happy
we can learn how to overcome anger
how to destroy hatred
education is the path to success
you can't wait for others to help you
you must learn to help yourself
if a millionaire gives a million people
one dollar each he has nothing left
but if a million people invest
one dollar each that's a million dollars
jobs and futures for the unemployed
you want to overcome
the devastation of the corona virus
you want to rebuild the world economy
teach the people that are working
to become investors
building jobs for people out of work
creating investment and profit for themselves
overcoming unemployment and starvation
building a utopia does not work by killing people
education is the path, to individual
and the worlds success
we all need to learn
how to build our own utopia
The Master is resource
Not me
I do my service for a fee
I am neither client
Nor workforce
I ain't the source
I am the Force
I'm Source
This faulty government of yours
Attempts my Navy to coerce
I'll use the force
I swear
I will use the Force
And I won't have any remorse
For this
As such the function is Defense
We bear not fall to offense
Contingent plan ruins prediction
I rather do prefer the fission
I want to change subject of the indiction
I wanna drop specific firms the box
Says Ox
Addressing the vocabulary
Of the Journalism
So what's your algorithm
VS complexity of Army
Your cyber isn't really way
To farming
I believe
Shall you be giving all to them
And feel yourself as modest servant
If church implant within your SERVICE
Determined as the diversant
A broken system
Filled with chained wisdom
A system stuffed with broken people
Producing a service that’s feeble
An exhausted workforce
Many who required a passport
Understaffed at every corner
Many attempt to be a performer
Long hours made them rude
The career they pursued
The people deserve better than this
We can only reminisce
Bedside manner disappeared
They haven’t been volunteered
Nobody held accountable
No service is dependable
Too bothered about political correctness
Rather than patient awareness
Basic care is being missed
Like at patients we should be grateful to exist
Every month another strike
People dying no pay hike
The care for people has been lost
People suffer and that is the cost
Nothing is ever enough
It’s only the sick who become more rough
The right people matter
We get people who shatter
The NHS is a third world service
A public service meant to serve us
A complaints system that they don’t care about
People who care in a draught
Managers who don’t know how to manage
Power hungry and taking advantage
Every area on their knees
The entire population feeling the squeeze
People who don’t care can’t care
They leave people in despair
The system so slow seems intentional
The vulnerable need the professional
Not the negligent that is currently there
For all tax payers it’s unfair
There needs to be urgent reform
Without the need to perform
A genuine honest caring service
That isn’t a first class circus
Darkness was descending in a crawled dread,
entering evening’s creepy gloom by that fence
vile and sharp as evil silhouettes of greed’s luv..
In the narrow guarded gates, a Halloween alibi
living open, is a walking workforce all powerful
sporting eyes, bloodied, from searing naked souls…
Gamblers risk the chains always snapping
Ankles bound clank with links as Metallica
undoes panic screams, of nonexistent you,
now a mere silent statistic mute and shorn,
tied down in a sterile stainless-steely night
left to the mercies of a tamed cold, so feral…
Edenites guard walled riches from the ogre
that hails from a south, full of satanic heat!
(11/27/2022 - For Emile Pinet’s Halloween contest)
“Rosie the Riveter, painted by Norman Rockwell in 1943, is an iconic portrayal of the American working woman during World War II. Commissioned for the cover of the May 29, 1943, issue of The Saturday Evening Post, this artwork captures the spirit of the Rosie the Riveter campaign, which encouraged women to join the workforce and support the war effort. Rockwell’s Rosie, depicted with muscular arms and a determined expression, is shown taking a lunch break, her foot resting on a copy of Adolf Hitler’s Mein Kampf. This powerful image, with its patriotic undertones and celebration of female strength, became a symbol of female empowerment and resilience, reflecting the critical role women played on the home front during the war.
(Source: artincontext.org/rosie-the-riveter-by-norman-rockwell/)
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She sits in the sunlit stillness of noon,
a woman forged from factory heat and quiet faith,
her body an oratorio of muscle and mercy.
Rockwell paints her like she was carved
from the same steel she bends~
broad-shouldered, unbothered,
a calm female colossus in denim blue.
Her rivet gun rests across her lap
like a sleeping instrument,
a tool that once sang sparks into metal
now stilled by the sanctity of lunch hour.
A sandwich in one hand,
the other draped in easy dominion,
she is both worker and warrior,
holy in her ordinariness.
Dust motes drift around her boots
like tiny benedictions,
and the flag behind her billows
not as backdrop,
but as witness.
Even her halo~
that golden gear behind her head—
seems to say
that strength can be sacred,
that labor can be liturgy,
that a woman can defend a nation
without ever raising her voice.
And in her steady gaze,
I see the quiet truth Rockwell knew:
sometimes the bravest thing
is simply to keep going,
to sit in your own earned stillness,
and let the world feel your weight.
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
So they have decided,
It's come right from the top,
Governments reaction,
My benefits should stop,
They think that 2 years of grief is enough,
But no matter how hard a couples enough,
You've had a long spell of time to recharge,
And to be part of a workforce so to give it large,
To us you look normal,
Your physically fit,
No sign of a wheelchair it's time to commit,
You have no excuses,
We will give you a call,
Your stories no different,
It happens to us all,
I call you today,
After hours in fear,
Feeling so anxious,
And wiping a tear,
My nerves are all shot,
My grief is still strong,
Caring for 3 years,
And one day she's gone,
But in that 3 years,
I saw what cancer can do,
Eat you inside out,
As the tumour just grew,
Losing your dignity,
Morals and you,
Losing body functions,
What could I do,
I lost my own battle,
One I could not win from the start,
Now you say I've got through this,
You don't have a heart.