Author: Gabriel Lyman PM
My first story in almost 4 years...please be gentle? :Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 167 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-18-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2865826
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"Once upon a midnight dreary,"
I gaze upon them all dark and weary
Upon them came the hardest pain
Brought to bear from other's gain;
I do my best to ease their suffering.
When one can see all that is wasting,
(The lives of those thrown in the trash.)
One ponders of society's rash.
Think of it if you will
Or better yet, leave it still.
To those who have
This life matters not
But to those who don't
It matters a lot.
I see it all in my job
Always wondering when the crowd
Will become a mob.
We try to help
We try to please,
But yet we can't…
Not even on our knees.
For some it is never enough
Even to be given what they lack.
They still spit in our face
And then they come right back.
Why do we work so hard for you?
Why do we care?
At the end of the day
Someone has to.