Working Man Poems - Poems about Working Man

... So much of yesterday I can clearly see. There was a man duly a part of my history. He lived up the road a short distance from us. We passed his house every day to catch the school bus. Ever......Read the rest...

...Born a rebel, proud and free, A hard working man was he. Stout of heart and quick of mind, But hot tempered as you could find. An Irish lad raised in Dublin, For sure no one there be troubling......Read the rest...

...He wakes every morning before the rooster crows He gets up and puts on his work clothes He moves a little slower His smile hangs a little lower He knows he’s getting older He can feel it in......Read the rest...

...The Man in the White House Watches with a cautious eye Aware his term of office Is swiftly flowing by. The man in Number 10 Still thinks his country Great As he creeps and craws to His ......Read the rest...

...They say he's more than just a man They say he had a talisman For his arms are full of power They could climb a soaring tower He trains his brain to catch the rain He trains his heart to ......Read the rest...

...In the city of gilded glamour, slow motion is seen as an outsider; a slip of tongue is as common as mocking grins! They turn around and criticize, cursing back with offensive slangs at anyone ......Read the rest...

...Is this the land fit for heroes Promised by the Great War, Or, just one where those with Take ever more and more. I’m just a working man Brought up to accept My lowly role in life To treat w......Read the rest...

...While shepherds watched their flocks so white All contemplating dusk, Their ’phones received some breaking news All thanks to Elon Musk. His Tweet announced a virgin birth In a stable by an inn,......Read the rest...

...*Image of Rubik's Cube by DA Giphy Situations and Solutions Immature, Mickey said, unbalanced, you've everything, That mindset left you with life choices, all, or nothing. I tak......Read the rest...

...I’ll take you back, to the old dark times, To try and paint you a picture. A tale of a man, just sixteen years old, Who had a bit too much liquor. 1706, is the year we shall set, As the youn......Read the rest...

...Living through the raging storm I am battered yet still alive Thankful for God’s grace which help’s me to survive At times it seem’s the darkness is going to take my life But I hold on......Read the rest...

...None so weary as the hard-working man Moving as much dirt as he possibly can, His wife does her share of shoveling, too They’ve bit off more than they can chew, Both need some rest from the d......Read the rest...

...The Working Man Should have been born with a dorsal fin That was made to stand proud Only for time and oppression to cause it fail Oh, tilikum, we weep The working man is made to perform Hi......Read the rest...

...In my earliest years, I had a best friend classmate named "Yank'. Back then, I didn't care where he got his name, but now I do. To this day, I do not know where he got such a name, and I have......Read the rest...

...I heard a whisper… In my dream last night, you've found another to hold Where the blind ones tossed and turned, lost in a labyrinth Your lonely nights becoming a sanctuary forming desire......Read the rest...