Here I am in America I stole the job from ya I live the dream while yours dies Why do I still want to cry? Maybe it's because of NAFTA and thing like that Make me feel like a rat Bernie Sanders has it right We all need to stand up and fight With 15 dollars an hour We will have the power Till then I will sit here and cryo Even though it's Cinco De Mayo
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2016
About this poem:
We have a coworker who left early today to enjoy a Cinco De Mayo festival in Darlington, Wisconsin