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Red Light
Sam
You don't have to turn on the red light
Cause it don't make no difference
You don't have to sell your employees to the night
Sam
You don't have to show that accident sign-in tonight
Cause there's too many injured employees
And the pain is getting too high
Sam
We have had enough bad health care
Told we have to pay for accidents cause by neglect
Pay with our pain and our frustration at a company who sells us out
Sam
You can keep your damn money
We just want a day off
Away from you and your uncaring management and workers
You don't have to turn on the red light
Cause it don't make no difference
You don't have to sell your employees to the night
Sam
You don't have to show that accident sign-in tonight
Cause there's too many injured employees
And the pain is getting too high
Sam
We have had enough bad health care
Told we have to pay for accidents cause by neglect
Pay with our pain and our frustration at a company who sells us out
Sam
You can keep your damn money
We just want a day off
Away from you and your uncaring management and workers
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Posted: Feb 2019
About this poem:
I'm sure it is just as frustrating for workers in other fields, wether it be cops or teachers, or just a McDonald's worker. We all feel the neglect of a job that doesn't give us what we need most, respect. This is a parody of Roxanne by The Police.The End
And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make
I was listening to this song today at work
It seems a lot of the time I feel like a jerk
Am I making love when I work for this multinational company?
Or am I just making them more money?
I don't feel much love out there in the work world
It seems like a rigged game to me
The rich win and everyone else loses
I think the people who get the most enjoyment out of their work
Are the ones who work for themselves
The ones who have found something they enjoy doing
And found a way to also make money at it
The professional golfers or singers or artists
If I had a way to make love and make money at the same time
Being an artist would be where it is at
Then there is no theft of your time, your body, your mind or your soul
There is only one thing
And that is love
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make
I was listening to this song today at work
It seems a lot of the time I feel like a jerk
Am I making love when I work for this multinational company?
Or am I just making them more money?
I don't feel much love out there in the work world
It seems like a rigged game to me
The rich win and everyone else loses
I think the people who get the most enjoyment out of their work
Are the ones who work for themselves
The ones who have found something they enjoy doing
And found a way to also make money at it
The professional golfers or singers or artists
If I had a way to make love and make money at the same time
Being an artist would be where it is at
Then there is no theft of your time, your body, your mind or your soul
There is only one thing
And that is love
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Posted: Mar 2019
About this poem:
The Beatles is probably the best group ever and Paul McCartney being the best single musical writer and performer. The first part of this poem is the song The End.
What Went Wrong?
YES
I WANTED EVERYTHING
YOU SHOWED ME…
And
I BELIEVED IT
Was within my {{{grasp}}}
My
“PERMANENT TOTAL SUBMISSION”
Is what you demanded
While
I did EVERYTHING
You “OFFICIALLY” asked
At first…
You found me
Interesting
To your liking
Overlooking what was wrong
Focusing instead
On what you could make right
Then
You encountered my nature
And
You instinctively knew…
WE…
…would eventually FIGHT
Realistically
There was “no way around it”
When our ‘risk vs. benefit battle’ finally began
Therefore
No one could have predicted the fallout
From the chemical dependent
Part of the plan
Life has its own way to unfold
And everybody knows
We can’t… Push, Pull, or Shove
A square peg into a round hole
Equally
We’re all part of the hunt…
For SECURITY
Or
We’re along for the ride
So
When choosing travel partners
To share in the journey
We do so carefully
Or pay an ultimate price
Infatuation
And
Love
Can weaken our defenses
Physical attractions
And
Passions
Can be hard to control
But
If
Unhealthy obsessions
Become part of these equations
Unpredictable inclinations
Can unwittingly take hold
So
Knowing
What to hold on too
And better yet
When to let go
There’s not much
Standing in the way of progress
Not even between us
If we move slow
I could see
What you were up too
When you first addressed me
Like no other before
And
Since our beginning
There’s been a few endings
But all things considered
NOW I WANT MORE!!!
June 19, 2013
I WANTED EVERYTHING
YOU SHOWED ME…
And
I BELIEVED IT
Was within my {{{grasp}}}
My
“PERMANENT TOTAL SUBMISSION”
Is what you demanded
While
I did EVERYTHING
You “OFFICIALLY” asked
At first…
You found me
Interesting
To your liking
Overlooking what was wrong
Focusing instead
On what you could make right
Then
You encountered my nature
And
You instinctively knew…
WE…
…would eventually FIGHT
Realistically
There was “no way around it”
When our ‘risk vs. benefit battle’ finally began
Therefore
No one could have predicted the fallout
From the chemical dependent
Part of the plan
Life has its own way to unfold
And everybody knows
We can’t… Push, Pull, or Shove
A square peg into a round hole
Equally
We’re all part of the hunt…
For SECURITY
Or
We’re along for the ride
So
When choosing travel partners
To share in the journey
We do so carefully
Or pay an ultimate price
Infatuation
And
Love
Can weaken our defenses
Physical attractions
And
Passions
Can be hard to control
But
If
Unhealthy obsessions
Become part of these equations
Unpredictable inclinations
Can unwittingly take hold
So
Knowing
What to hold on too
And better yet
When to let go
There’s not much
Standing in the way of progress
Not even between us
If we move slow
I could see
What you were up too
When you first addressed me
Like no other before
And
Since our beginning
There’s been a few endings
But all things considered
NOW I WANT MORE!!!
June 19, 2013
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Posted: Jun 2013
Post CommentWork List of Hired On
2019 7
2018 143
2017 39
2016 21
2015 30
2014 32
2013 29
2012 5
2011 7
2010 2
2009 0
2008 13
2007 47
I started in the years 2007 and 2013 as they had a massive layoff one week before Christmas that year. I left at 13.45, and returned in 2013 starting out at 9.50. I have gone up from there quite a bit. The only problem is that someone starting can make what it took me 12 years to achieve in just their first raise. Not very fair, but I am sure it is like this other places too.
2018 143
2017 39
2016 21
2015 30
2014 32
2013 29
2012 5
2011 7
2010 2
2009 0
2008 13
2007 47
I started in the years 2007 and 2013 as they had a massive layoff one week before Christmas that year. I left at 13.45, and returned in 2013 starting out at 9.50. I have gone up from there quite a bit. The only problem is that someone starting can make what it took me 12 years to achieve in just their first raise. Not very fair, but I am sure it is like this other places too.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
I made a list back in 2015 and 2017, though I couldn't find the data. I am pretty sure the totals have lost a lot from those years as the turnover rate here is very high. We had over 300 come and go in 2007, and another 500 come and go in 2015. I figure over 5000 people have come and gone since 2007.
The Artist
Looking at your profile in my eyes view,
I will capture your look, this elegance and grace,
this portrait will be the essence of you,
such beauty encapsulates your face,
using my fingers to draw the contours of your flesh,
to bring to life this pulsating you,
using colour and hues to make you fresh,
bringing this canvas alive for others to view,
your eyes so gleaming and bright,
soft and pouted vibrant lips,
all will see this light,
creating this masterpiece others will want to kiss,
I will fade one day but you will always be in sight.
I will capture your look, this elegance and grace,
this portrait will be the essence of you,
such beauty encapsulates your face,
using my fingers to draw the contours of your flesh,
to bring to life this pulsating you,
using colour and hues to make you fresh,
bringing this canvas alive for others to view,
your eyes so gleaming and bright,
soft and pouted vibrant lips,
all will see this light,
creating this masterpiece others will want to kiss,
I will fade one day but you will always be in sight.
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
Having an artistic bent, yes I can draw but it has been many years since I actually did so with a passion so thought of the emotions and feelings one goes through when trying to capture something on paper, canvas or even in your mind.
Changes
For the weight
of overworking
has laid heavy
on me where i
could not get up
for not even a
moment you see.
I am a night
owl now trying
to do days is
just not my way.
Some how it has
to be as i have
needed a job for
forever that is
R E A L I T Y.
of overworking
has laid heavy
on me where i
could not get up
for not even a
moment you see.
I am a night
owl now trying
to do days is
just not my way.
Some how it has
to be as i have
needed a job for
forever that is
R E A L I T Y.
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
Just tired
To Paint with Words
As the painter put paint on the canvas with the brush.
The picture that is painted is a beautful sunset.
With a Pencil in hand I put my words to paper.
My words can paint thier own picture.
I write what I see from my heart.
That is how I preceive the world around me.
I'm an artist inmy own way, not like the painter.
Only I paint with words that have feelings.
The feelings of love, joy, sadness.
What gives me the most joy is when my words paint a picture of you.
The picture that is painted is a beautful sunset.
With a Pencil in hand I put my words to paper.
My words can paint thier own picture.
I write what I see from my heart.
That is how I preceive the world around me.
I'm an artist inmy own way, not like the painter.
Only I paint with words that have feelings.
The feelings of love, joy, sadness.
What gives me the most joy is when my words paint a picture of you.
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
It is about me who I am and how I communicate.
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Posted: Aug 2014
Post CommentPoem welcome
Oh hello welcome to the morning sun
Snick hug the night with them Light
At the moment all the meanings become whisper
The heart is steeped in the Sea Lance and pleasure
Eye reaction of sacrificed sleep yesterday
There is no doubt and I become Gabrha ?????
Oh hello big that wobble as planting
Zaza is not monkey at the time of Bakur
Welcomed by your spiritual self-aware
The preparation of the grade on the vine bird
Snick hug the night with them Light
At the moment all the meanings become whisper
The heart is steeped in the Sea Lance and pleasure
Eye reaction of sacrificed sleep yesterday
There is no doubt and I become Gabrha ?????
Oh hello big that wobble as planting
Zaza is not monkey at the time of Bakur
Welcomed by your spiritual self-aware
The preparation of the grade on the vine bird
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
Poem welcomeCast Judgment
“Live free n easy with no resentment”
Oh what a careless statement
I don't think that's even possible
In a world that casts judgment
So quick to accuse when challenged to a duel
A cowardly try to get you to cry
Even when your feelings were feared
You're not there to be sheared
And laughs when you're made the fool
Since they have the power to be cruel
Heed the signs or cast the stone
Ignoring the screaming groans
When you're the one cut to the bone
Then expect your help in return
Oh what a careless statement
I don't think that's even possible
In a world that casts judgment
So quick to accuse when challenged to a duel
A cowardly try to get you to cry
Even when your feelings were feared
You're not there to be sheared
And laughs when you're made the fool
Since they have the power to be cruel
Heed the signs or cast the stone
Ignoring the screaming groans
When you're the one cut to the bone
Then expect your help in return
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
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