THE HIRELING
Some don't lift a finger unless they score,
always baying for more and more,
there is no honour for a job well done,
they couldn't care, giving less than none.
What's in it for me they always ask,
not ever doing a decent task,
they only care about themselves,
do as little as they can, stripping the shelves.
The man of honour does the best for the job,
regardless of pay, he will never rob,
he does whatever the job requires,
it's never about personal desires.
This distinguishes the true from false,
the sons who have a finger on the pulse,
it's more important to care for the earth,
than wallow in money and possessions of little worth.
Monica Maartens ©Copyright
31 May 2018
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