Working Class Faith and Politics

Did we rise above the peasantry?

In our quest to become better,

Ignorance fed arrogance,

The yokes none could unfetter,

Proud of our work ethics,

But always burning to be more,

Than we earned, how we yearned,

For fortune’s fatal flaw.


We played at being yuppies,

In our shirts and shiny shoes,

Raped righteous resolutions,

Believing we had paid our dues,

And we whored away the destiny,

That we once thought we deserved,

So we could cheat the ferryman,

Our legacy preserved.

6 thoughts on “Working Class Faith and Politics

  1. Mike says:

    Potent words Baldy – there’s a saying in Ireland that goes: “You can take the man from the bog but you can’t take the bog from the man”.

  2. carolahand says:

    Such important insights delivered with wit, clarity, and honestly – great poem, Baldy 🙂

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