Poetry

Front Line (#1003)

Came in this morning not looking forward to the day,
Then what they said filled us with anger and dismay,

Everything breaks, and for hazards, there’s no pay,
“Take front-line calls now” they casually say,

Now we’ve got headsets on to keep the supervisors at bay,
Here comes the boss screaming and getting in the way,

Their metrics look poor, so they think we’re all at play,
So, when they come to harass us, we all just scream “okay!”

Any Thoughts?

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