I silently fume with anger

At the injustice of it all

That I can be made to feel useless

In this great technological world we’ve made.

I am reduced to waiting in a long line

With people who are just like me.

Why are we forced to fight each other

For over work at jobs with too little pay?

I have talents and I have skills.

I dare you to put them to the test!

But you blankly stare passed me

As you call out, “next.”