Redoing Work

Sometimes life seems so frustrating
A day filled with labor
Seeking to understand
Working out every difficulty

The difficulties seem too great
Sometimes victory seems impossible
Must a person surrender all hope?
Is there no room for change?

It seems a system of abuse is encouraged
Some working hard but only discouraged
Some taking advantage and never corrected
There is no system of oversight

Where are the controls?
Ignorance seems the rule of the day
Lines of communication are unclear
Guidance seems impossible

Sometimes one must do as he hates
Necessary work though distasteful
Sometimes it seems impossible
Why must distasteful work never end?

The work seemed finished:
Now it is time to start again

This entry was posted in Poetry.

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