Disclaimer Alert: This poem is not something that everyone will love. This poem is about a company outsourcing workers in the US. It is a very bold brazen poem. No harm is meant by it. It is meant as a wake up call for major corporations. Please do not take offense. 
"Outsourced"
Interpersonal relationships are inconsistent
in the broke down world of computer masturbation.
What did we do when the sky was blue
and no one heard of a cellphone or Microsoft?
Have you ever gathered eggs in the green grass
instead of counting bits and bytes while riding high
through cyberspace?
When life was new and technology limited
illness reigned king
with poseys in our pockets to avert the smell of death.
What trade did we make as we grew?
Trade the machines that have taken our jobs
and laid off Joe Blow naked in the snow
in North Dakota
Left to die because he has been outsourced.
Hope you like it. I was kind of afraid to post this one due to some of the wording. I hope no one is in any way offended.
Tecee
"Outsourced"
Interpersonal relationships are inconsistent
in the broke down world of computer masturbation.
What did we do when the sky was blue
and no one heard of a cellphone or Microsoft?
Have you ever gathered eggs in the green grass
instead of counting bits and bytes while riding high
through cyberspace?
When life was new and technology limited
illness reigned king
with poseys in our pockets to avert the smell of death.
What trade did we make as we grew?
Trade the machines that have taken our jobs
and laid off Joe Blow naked in the snow
in North Dakota
Left to die because he has been outsourced.
Hope you like it. I was kind of afraid to post this one due to some of the wording. I hope no one is in any way offended.
Tecee
