A Poem About Loathing The Man

This poem appears in the Summer-Fall 2009 issue of Struggle: A Magazine of Proletarian Revolutionary Literature, edited by Tim Hall, to whom I owe thanks.


“I wanna see assholes & elbows &
That’s all I wanna see,”
Says the little boss-man efficiently

“Work needs working, everybody knows, &
That’s all I’m gonna see,”
Says the frumpy boss-man angrily

See the workmen, sweaty workmen,
Exhausted, delirious, grinding away &
There’s the dopey boss-man, gathering his pay

In the dingy factory, will it ever end?
Lines of assholes & elbows toiling away
Except the fat-cat boss-man, laughing up the day

One thought on “A Poem About Loathing The Man

  1. Tom Trebswether January 27, 2010 / 3:50 pm

    That is the description and attitude most of my bosses have had. We never get enough work done to please them. When I first started in this trade at Buhrke in October of 1978 I first heard that expression after I was there about a week and I have heard it many times since then. Amazing!


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