Wednesday 6 April 2016

The Workhouse Door

Dignity signed in and left at the door
Of the 21st century workhouse
No name needed now
Just another body
For the modern day masters
To control, to denigrate and humiliate
Not all in this together
One rule for one
Another for another
High visual segregation
Of the old and the new
The have unions
And the haven't a clue
Exploitation of the vulnerable
The know no betters
The honest and hardworking
The beaten generation
Many worse off
Than their fathers and mothers
They toil in hope
Of better times
A change in luck
A change in governance
A reversible change
From the march to madness
As they retrieve their dignity
From the workhouse door

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