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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Psalm of Labouring Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tell me not, in doctored numbers, <br>Life is but a name for work! <br>For the labour that encumbers <br>Me I wish that I could shirk.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Life is phony! Life is rotten! <br>And the wealthy have no soul; <br>Why should you be picking cotton, <br>Why should I be mining coal?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Not employment and not sorrow <br>Is my destined end or way; <br>But to act that each tomorrow <br>Finds me idler than today.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Work is long, and plutes are lunching; <br>Money is the thing I crave; <br>But my heart continues punching <br>Funeral time-clocks to the grave.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the world's uneven battle, <br>In the swindle known as life, <br>Be not like the stockyard's cattle-- <br>Stick your partner with the knife!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Trust no boss, however pleasant! <br>Capital is but a curse! <br>Strike,--strike in the living present! <br>Fill, oh fill the bulging purse.!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lives of strikers all remind us <br>We can make our lives a crime, <br>And, departing, leave behind us <br>Bills for double overtime.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Charges that, perhaps another, <br>Working for a stingy ten <br>Bucks a day, some mining brother <br>Seeing, shall walk out again.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let us, then, be up and striking, <br>Discontent with all of it; <br>Still undoing, still disliking, <br>Learn to labour--and to quit.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Franklin+P.+Adams">Franklin P. Adams</a></strong></div>

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