Human Workers

See the world of human workers:
Used and blandly cast aside,
With the trappings, and the comfort
Meretricious words provide

See the world of dust and shadows,
See humanity writ small:
Love’s a game for fools and beggars
Words we do not mean
At all

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant