Working Men
At the hands of business men our world will fade.
-Fade out, and fade away.
His hands are clean as though he went through life wearing gloves.
-Clean and white, stains washed at the twilight of each day.
No mistakes. Perfection, they cry!
-Make no mistake, they are not workers the way we are.
God hath ravaged the hands of working men!
-Calused, bloodied and bruised.
To prove his worth in this world.
-A cold world, so cold and so cruel.
Many look down upon working men, with scruffy faces and dirty jobs.
-Look not to the businessman who is responsible for misery.
For not the calused, bruised, and bloody hands of the working man provide you with shelter food and life.
Remember your father.
-He is a working man.
Remember your grandfather.
-He too was a working man.
And remember your great grandfather.
-He made the working man, with his future and his plans.
-Fade out, and fade away.
His hands are clean as though he went through life wearing gloves.
-Clean and white, stains washed at the twilight of each day.
No mistakes. Perfection, they cry!
-Make no mistake, they are not workers the way we are.
God hath ravaged the hands of working men!
-Calused, bloodied and bruised.
To prove his worth in this world.
-A cold world, so cold and so cruel.
Many look down upon working men, with scruffy faces and dirty jobs.
-Look not to the businessman who is responsible for misery.
For not the calused, bruised, and bloody hands of the working man provide you with shelter food and life.
Remember your father.
-He is a working man.
Remember your grandfather.
-He too was a working man.
And remember your great grandfather.
-He made the working man, with his future and his plans.