Your enemy isn’t a fool hiding out in some
damp cave, no he wears a nice suit, smile often,
has an all year tan, is trim, works out at the gym.
If you earn too much money he’ll close your
factory down and relocate to where workers are
poor and less demanding; it is his right to do so.
You will be out of work, lose your house and
self respect when asking the state for a meagre
handout; your brother will tell you that there
is plenty of work around if you only try hard
enough, and really want to…his mother agrees
Look at me, he’ll say I work 12 hours shift, his
wife is a loveless prune, but they both live for
his retirement in about 2050, your enemy smile
nods his head but doesn’t give a damn, for him
you’re but a tool.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Thursday, November 23, 2006
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