The buses are striking

and there’s nothing I can do

I cannot get to work

and now I can’t shake this bad mood

 

The buses are striking,

The train costs too much

I can’t get to the station

Today is going to be a bust

 

I’ve never been so angry

have they never heard of a recession?

some are working for nothing

and THESE people want MY blessing?

 

If you want to make a point

go slow or work to rule

striking won’t do anything

what will this action prove?

 

I understand their grievances,

I understand their pride

But some people don’t have jobs

Barely scraping by

 

I think about my neighbours

Elderly, infirm

Their only joy a bus to town

Cancelled in no uncertain terms

 

The worst thing about this action

The terrible crime

It’s made me write a poem

And WORSE one that rhymes!