Most Liked Work Poems (218)

At work there is a wall with all the employees on it
The person who has been there the longest started in October 1974
He has worked there for 43 years 2 months and 15 days
He is beyond the age of retirement as he is 63 years old
He works for the health insurance and to pay for dental care
His wife does not take care of herself and needs constant care
Then there are the rest of the them, all men
1977 - 2
1978 - 5
1979 - 9
1984 - 2
1986 - 1
1987 - 4
1988 - 3
I worked with a guy who has three years left to work
Then he is going to save up his five weeks of vacation
And roll it over to the next year in 2021
Then he will have 10 weeks of vacation
Including whatever sick time he has left
So he should retire some time in March 2021
He will be celebrating his 40 years of working there in July
He has only voluteered to work on Saturday twice in the last five years
He is one of the smart ones
He only has to work at this place 235 days a year
While anyone with less than 30 years has to work all Saturdays
Some volunteer for every day they can get
So it's around 300 days a year if you just work the mandatory overtime
If you volunteer it may be months before you have any time off
But at least you'll have some extra cash
To pay all those medical bills from working too much

Here is a list of employees where I work

1989 - 5
1990 - 5
1991 - 2
1992 - 1
1993 - 6
1994 - 7
1995 - 2
1996 - 4
1997 - 8
1998 - 9
1999 - 10
2000 - 6
2001 - 1
2002 - 4
2003 - 4
2004 - 10
2005 - 5
2006 - 18
2007 - 54
2008 - 16
2011 - 8
2012 - 8
2013 - 34
2014 - 43
2015 - 43
2016 - 26
2017 - 48

1. Picking up aluminum cans. I made 400 dollars in 7th grade doing this when the price of aluminum per pound was 28 cents.

2. Mowing grass. I did this for 25 years and made some good extra money doing it.

3. Robbing a bank. Stealing is probably one of the fastest ways to make some extra cash. It does carry some moral baggage for some, so this one hasn't been one of mine, plus if you get caught it's some guaranteed jail time.

4. Prostitution. This is another one that I haven't tried, and I haven't paid for either. There are many who make some extra cash tax free this way, but the dangers of picking up a disease plus possibly being hurt or killed make this one a risky way to score some extra loot.

5. Murder for hire. This one is a problem for me as I worry about that whole burning in hell for eternity consequence, but those who don't mind the bad afterlife results can really make some extra cash really quick, or about as long as it take for the bullet to come out of the gun and hit your target.

6. Begging. This one can be done with some old clothes and a cardboard sign with some catchy phrase on it. There are some who pretend to be homeless and do pretty well with this one, but here again I have to pass as I feel the really needy need the handouts more than I do.

I got some music CD's today from a coworker at work
He had been promising me this music for about five years
I was very surprised when he gave it to me
I went through the music to find what to keep
All the while smelling cigarettes
The one case was made out of leather
Leather must really hold smoke smell well
Because this thing had not seen any smoke for over five years
Yet it smelled of cigarettes like it had been yesterday
I took what I wanted and donated that smelly case to Goodwill
Maybe a smoker will find it's smell dreamy

I wonder what temperature the CEO of our company has where he works?
Could it be the 500,000 dollars it would take to air condition our work place
Instead goes to his air conditioned office, car, yacht, truck, and swimming pool
Instead of a cool and comfortable temperature, we get Gatorade
I wonder how many factories have similar stories to tell about how hot it is
Or better yet, how many can really say they work in air conditioning
Or have a fan blowing on them at least?
This corporate greed just keeps right on rolling over good people
So a few fat cats can delight in the misery they create
Is is wrong to wish some of that misery back on them?
Of course it is, but I do find myself fantasizing
About what will happen to them when they die
Will they see the light and treat their workers with dignity
Or will they just donate some of their stolen cash to some church?
Is it better to kiss God's large fanny or people down here on planet earth?
I guess tomarrow will answer that question once again!

Weeping ageless
on the moonlit street,
grabbed by branches
a bare winter's feast,
ice stiff birches
exploding upwardly!

by Wayne Palesado

Stress filled, overloaded, disheveled being.
Unwound into a tangled creature ached.
Stemming from the abuse given daily.
In order to function within the progression.
Stumbling in the race that dictates it's winners.
Feel the sting as your lost in the populace.
Who is unannounced for your effort.
Weary and rotting in an aging shell.
Cracks felt, yet strong casing lingers.
How long can you survive? You may ask.
Question unanswered as the alarm bell rings in the mourning hour.

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

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

A factory full of odds and ends, assembled and arranged in lines by non-mechanical beings.
Punchdrunk time cards chart their lives through typical weeks with typical tasks.
Printing the barcodes, scanning the barcoded things.
Plotting points on a graph, crunching numbers - like a cog in a machine.