Villanelle: Forty Hours

I did not like the things they had to say.
The current economic crisis meant
That I should have to work on Saturday.

Why must I have to work the extra day?
I cannot get it back once it is spent.
I did not like the things they had to say

I want to sit and watch my children play,
Ignore the note the supervisor sent.
That I should have to work on Saturday.

What might they do if I do not obey?
How will I buy our food or pay the rent?
I did not like the things they had to say.

Our bosses think the workers easy prey.
Making more profit is their sole intent,
That I should have to work on Saturday.

We will not let them take our rights away!
The unions will our interests represent.
I did not like the things they had to say.
That I should have to work on Saturday.

About Louis William Rose

“I am an advocate for Liberty. What I do for Liberty I do not do for profit or fame. I seek no office other than the office of parliamentarian, and no reward other than for myself and my fellow men and women to live in a free country.” Louis William Rose is a lifelong student of parliamentary procedure and political process. He has served as parliamentarian for various organizations. A political philosopher, poet, singer, and writer, his articles have been published on-line and in pro-liberty papers in Florida, Kentucky, Georgia, and Montana. He holds a bachelor’s degree in Political Science from the University of North Florida, graduating summa cum laude in 2004, with an additional two years of graduate work in political philosophy. Mr. Rose is an outspoken supporter of the basic rights of man, especially freedom of speech, association, religion, individual rights to personal defense and property, and of republican, constitutional forms of government. He is married to the lovely Jamy Sue Rose, an award winning nature photographer and a Florida Master Naturalist and guide. He has two sons, Edward, a hydroponic farmer in the panhandle of Florida, and Alexander, a successful real estate developer.
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