Dispair to a smile

Bleak is the moment

Ice is the air

Frosty with colleagues

Too much to bear

Comfort zone pulled

From under our feet

Jobs are now missing and obsolete

Tired are our heads

Weary our trust

Comfy at the top

No worries of loss

Ground down are the workers

No steam left

Where does it leave u?

Without much choice

Unless we claim back

The years we may loose

If we don’t see the light

Don’t take a chance

Stop being used, down trodden and glum

NO more despair, hope fills the air

Time for a change, smile for the new

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