Refused red rinds, Refreshed ribbon rules, Roasted retching reporters, Reduced repeating roles, Relaxed redundantly regrettably! Roy Richard May 2023

You Stand in The PulpitYou stand in the pulpit,Shoulders back, chest puffed out,As if an animal seeking to impress a mate,Accusations flying along with the spittle from your mouth.You make vague references to a promise of love,Yet only judgment and damnation are heard.You bastardize a Gospel of love and acceptance,In order to humiliate your flock.Christ… Read More You Stand in The Pulpit

In 2021 Mary Barah made bank,29.1 million dollars in compensation.But the ‘rats’ on the line?They averaged $134,000 dollars,That’s 217 times more.Who is worth that kind of money?How can she justify accepting that?GM was built on the backs of the ‘rats’,Not her fancy degrees.Each contract year GM cries foul,Claim they struggle to turn a profit,Want cuts… Read More Mary Barah

He went for smokes, He never came back. At first, they were concerned, But no one was harmed. After a few weeks, Plus, maybe a couple of days, In was like he never existed. No harm, no foul, just freedom. Roy Richard March 2023

Prejudice: an irrational attitude of hostility directed against an individual, a group, a race, or their supposed characteristics.Prejudice is all around us,It has not left our presence,It still rears its ugly head,In our world todayYou’re black,You’re brownYou’re yellow,Get out of here.You’re a female,You’re a trans,You’re a handicap,I have no time for you.You’re different,Not the same,My… Read More Prejudice

The GM brass were in a heated debate,Seemingly overnight the auto became a way of lifeSales are doubling, profits are through the roof.But there isn’t enough workers to cover the line.“Anyone know where we can get some labor?”Someone from Missouri raised their hand,“I know some old cotton pickers that might”A plan was laid, a bus… Read More Wanted: Hicks and Hillbillys

Hey Mister Sloan, Give me a break, I’m doing the best I can. The smoke from your welders, Its corrupting my lungs, Each breath is more of a struggle. The thunder of your presses, It’s making me deaf, My wife has to shout! I can only count to eight, Using my fingers, That missing machine… Read More Hey Mister Sloan

We all have that one pet peeve, You know the thing that sets you off. For some the sound of crunching ice, Others the sound of fingernails dragging a chalkboard, These instill a sudden madness that blocks out all sanity. For me it is incompetence. Made famous by the book, The Peter Principle. My temper… Read More INCOMPETENCE

New Year, New Semester, Blank Pages, Sharp Pencils, Calmly go forth, Meet the challenge, You got this, Good luck this semester. Roy Richard January 2023 Copyright Roy Richard