‘Wages ‘ she dared to say’
‘wages please,I need the pay’
Later’ later’ finish laying the bricks
‘get back to work
stop playing stale tricks’
‘I have to be brave’ she thought
I work in the open all day
‘I no steal, I am no’caught’
Still, I am without support’
Oh how wonderful were the days
of the ‘giving court’
but that is a tragic sad tale
‘the party long over
mind frame changed- a new cover’
no one is safe from the deadly virus
‘where art thou O Zeus Jupiter’ Osirus’
‘are we calling up the Long Lost Oracle?
or shall we like Odysseus set sail ?
Sixty or fourteen -years are going by
are we then destined to fail?
‘Wages ? ….in time’ ?
Hail Horror Hail’………