Social Justice Poetry

Functional Underclass | A Social Justice Poem by Tara Lynn Hawk

These jobs
Where I have to dumb myself down
Greet everyone with a false smile
Where the employee manual
Tells me what to say
Each and every time
Create a false interest in how the customer’s day is going
Oh I am just so passionate
About you getting your food on time
and your soda refilled ASAP
So I can get a check
Every other week
That is never near enough
For me to move out of my car

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