My Boss

My boss made another dollar I made extremely less, Then he screamed and did holler He wanted more he did confess. Now my boss makes more And he takes another penny, Now I feel very poor Because, now I don't have any. Now his taxes have been cut And mine have not, Now I am in depressing rut Because, I have to pay a lot. The government is giving him more tax breaks Even though he is extremely wealthy, But, I am the one who needs it for goodness sakes And with money I am not stealthy. My boss will always be rich Even if he truly gave his fair share, Now I'm starving in a ditch Because, for me my boss doesn't care. My boss is one of the one percent While I am part of the rest, I now can't pay my bills or my rent And he says, I am the one who is blessed. Randy L. McClave