Social Justice Poetry

Acclimated | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

So acclimated are they
To doing whatever
They desire, that
They disingenuously
Complain there is no talent
To be found and
Positions are going
Unfilled, conveniently
Not mentioning that they’re
Absolutely thrilled that
They can get away with
This duplicitous ruse,
Making their existing
Workers do more while
Leaving jobs open that
Formerly fed families.

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