Thursday, December 4, 2008

Time Cards

It happened during the war
In the factories, in the cities
When women and men clocked in
And used these time cards

And ever since then
When we all clock in
We work and we wonder when
Our shift is gonna end

So you happen to be poor
Out of savings, into debt
If not you wouldn't clock in
And use these time cards

Sitting in distress
Schedule is a mess
Your work enhances stress
Like a twig in a nest

Still we labor at our chore
In the dawning of the day
We're the reason we clock in
And use these time cards

Outlook isn't bright
When our money's tight
Prices are out of sight
Every time your wallet's light

So we're slaving to restore
The wallet size, the economy
We're living at the Clock Inn
Using these time cards

We all pay the price
In conditions not so nice
I'm here to tell you twice
We're laboratory mice
We're laboratory mice...with time cards

by Royce Waxenfelter
4/5/90

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