Poems of a Young Man: “Work” (© KPKeelan)


Congratulations!  You’re employed.

The tension is high.

It is the hour of karmic justice-

a gala dawning-

winner lose all!

Work is humiliation;

a public punishment.

To the lucky loser goes the prize:

economic slavery.

So this is how we manage the world!

Use, take advantage of

shortchange and discard.

Put the people down so low

they’ll be grateful for any job.

And when it comes payday

the white kid gets one percentage of the tips

and the brown kid gets quite another.

The man gets a dollar.

The woman gets 60 cents.

Four years of expensive college education

to be a dishwasher.

If this gig of life must be this way-

send me on my way!

Put me on the streets

with no cash

no food stamps

stripped of a home

my livelihood

my pride

and I’ll have more than I have now!


I’ll have the time to be



(Sept. 1980)



About KPKeelan

Fool, Philosopher, Lover & Dreamer, Benign TROUBLEMAKER, King and Jester of KPKworld, an online portal to visual and linguistic mystery, befuddlement and delight.
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One Response to Poems of a Young Man: “Work” (© KPKeelan)

  1. Yes!! We are willing rape victims, brutalized to the core and yet we lay down submissively while the system stands over us and dictates the flavor of the moment rape. So blatantly sexual, the system’s control of our miserable lives. Getting gang banged constantly and can’t even cry about it or speak up for ourselves!


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