I work all day, I work all night <br />All alone with no one in sight <br />My hours are busy <br />I'm always productive, so my body fells dizzy <br /> <br />Many colleagues ask 'why are you doing this'? <br />'You realize that time with your family will be missed'? <br />I simply replied 'yes….' <br />'I am undermining many levels of stress'. <br /> <br />'However, there is no food on the table', <br />'My child is crippled and un-stable'. <br />'My wife has to take care of the child'. <br />'And I wish I could see his face as he smiled'. <br /> <br />'Income is low and I must work.' <br />'To give my family that financial perk'. <br />'To keep the roof over our heads'. <br />'And to have sheets and pillows for our beds'. <br /> <br />'To help treat my child from his disease'. 'So I am not going to be imploring on my knees', 'I will continue to work hard for a better future'. 'For my family, and trips for a grand adventure'. <br /> <br />'My goal in life is to be a proud leader'. <br />'A role model, instead of a pleader.' <br />'What my purpose as of now may seem inevitable', <br />'But if I keep working hard, the reward I will receive will be incredible'.<br /><br />Jacque Hardison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lower-class/
