Job Lost |
| by Melton Culberth |
The first day I was employed,
Was a great day in my life.
I can now provide for my kids,
Along with a loving wife.
The bills are all paid.
And there’s food on the table.
We are respected,
healthy and able.
Then the cutbacks came, the layoffs began,
I want to keep my position.
But, I find myself, beside myself,
with no more recognition.
The company I work for
Is a strong organization.
But then it Merged,
And lost human compassion.
I hear the stories of men that’s fired,
Their jobs downsized by the Company,
And now wonder what the future holds.
America has no job security.
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