I wouldn't want you to think that being in employment is the be all and end all
it appears at times to me to be more of an egress and less of a process for moving ahead.

If I dwell in this house that the Lord calls a home why do I work like a dog and get only a bone?

and self respect is I suspect a confidence trick
self induced to make you stick to a plan.

life may be shiny and bright but in everyone's future you'll find there's a night and
one that could last for years

agony to stay
more pain if I go
work should come with a government warning that earning below the living wage is just one more step and you fall off this page.

no shame in pleading poverty
that's what society is built on,
the poor and the helpless who search for a process and find only an egress and unless I'm mistaken are pushed away from the *** where those who have the lot are laughing into their kedgeree
society is also built on fish bones and the dead bodies of quails

Noah sails into the distance
and sensing no resistance
sinks
the Ark.