I see two workmen, <br />Welding at a height. <br />They must be at least 7 floors high. <br />Wearing but a orange hard hat, <br />That too I am thankful and glad. <br />No harness, no other safety device to hold them from a fall, <br />Which eventually will kill them and widow their pretty wives at home. <br />I wish amongst the million deities we worship, <br />We add one more called safety, <br />Even that will not do the trick, <br />As we have the habit to pay lip service, <br />Hold God responsible, and dismiss.<br /><br />Hardik Vaidya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/safety-13/
