This a poem I wrote about my fears as days go by having just lost my job only two weeks ago.

Poem about a man who has been fired from his job.

A poem about outsourcing jobs.

A poem about redundancy.

[draw-matization] This one is dedicated to our devoted school teachers. Who knew that a Beach Boys song about winning the title to a car would remind us of our current financial budget crisis?

Hating me own kind… the blood that rushes through my veins, other black people, and most definitely my Hardee’s uniform; to think red and black are my favorite colors. Six Dollar Clowns… I don’t want to be one; personally I hope they see this, to be fired.

A poem about losing my job at the IRS.

Nobody benefits from envy.

By Bryan Wegman.

Poem about relationships, inspired by a very bad date.