You blame the unions,
You blame the American worker,
Moving your plants overseas.
You say we want too much.
Is a decent quality of life too much,
A living wage to raise our families.
You take no blame on yourself,
Your greedy shareholders,
Gnarled hands outstretched,
Grasping for a greater piece of the pie.
You cry, profits are down;
Consumers aren’t buying!
You take our jobs away
Giving them to those in the third world.
No job, no money, no spending,
Where is your logic?
You ask for more from us
Giving us less for our labors,
Yet our bleeding is still not enough.
Our blood, our sweat means nothing,
No longer are we people,
No longer do you show us loyalty.
Profits reign king in your corrupt world
And we are merely paupers,
Struggling in your greed poisoned kingdom.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~