3 Strikes Poem by Paul Klobusicky

3 STRIKES

Years ago a union
Was dissolved
One that was built on trust
Faded to rust

A union separated
Minus two sons
Vendetta justice
Strike one

Many years later
A second strike
Was delivered
Lost my job overnight

Now down to a final strike
Will my health decline
Will it affect my mind?
Words without lines

However I won’t go down
Without a fight
I refused to take
A called third strike

2/24/2010