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Social Work Poems - Poems about Social Work

Premium Member Proletariat
nine to five pressures eat me whole ~ leviathan ~ lost in its stink soul...

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Categories: social work, angst, social, work,
Form: Senryu
Welcome to Social Work
Marcia makes an early start, to try and find a space to park, she leaves behind her playlist tunes, for manic Monday’s duty room, where ceremony doesn’t stand, and days don’t turn out quite as planned, no point wishing she’d stopped in bed, too late to swap careers instead, when worried neighbours phone to share, concerns for those who might need care, while courts demand...

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Categories: social work, morning, work,
Form: Rhyme



In the Depot
At the Depot As the snow flies, on a cold and grey December dawn to waiting homes no mails are borne from the depot. Phil Bloggs, a mailman, scans the news but his screwed up tabloid gives him the blues saying 'To compromise both sides refuse,' at the depot. Hark! Foxes, stray cats, rats, critters all. though humans languish, have a ball in the depot. On...

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Categories: social work, animal, christmas, conflict, discrimination,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member My Favorite Social Worker Leaves
My favorite social worker let me know he had taken a new job. I had instant opposite feelings. I am happy he has the opportunity toward his dream job. Glad for him and his family. He will have a serious pay bump. Sad for us though. Especially our children. They adore him. He is irreplaceable. No one can come in and be loved Like he...

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Categories: social work, jobs,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Edge of Night
Mom had six children when she moved far from the nest to a remote area without relatives or friends Her lifestyle suddenly changed from urban to rustic Playing the part she did of Eva Gabor in Green Acres but in real life Between setting up a new home laundry mending ironing cooking baking cleaning grocery shopping and school lunches Not much time to herself she by chance...

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Categories: social work, change, day, life, mother,
Form: Free verse



The Naked Truth
Behind the mighty structures of brick and stone, Are the naked hands of people who stand alone, Fighting against all odds through the sun & rain, Until the last drop of their energy drains. A group of faceless people lacking urbanity, Yet striving each day for their pride and vanity, To build castles of dream for their family & kids, So...

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Categories: social work, dedication, meaningful, people, social,
Form: Rhyme
Fallen Idle
Fallen Idle I watched a YouTube Ted talk, the guy did well, Discussing the problems of millennials, The disenfranchised generation, Whose parents divorced intercourse, Whilst aspiring to be like the far film stars, With wealthy trappings, expensive cars, Inculcated self belief of making an impact, Because the parents were too weak to try, Although they worked hard to survive, And the growing umbrella of social...

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Categories: social work, childhood, children, community, family,
Form: Free verse
I Don'T Care
I Don't Care... I don't care, if you're battered black and blue, I don't care, just as long as I can drink and screw. I don't care, if you've lost your damn job, I don't care, you're just a kernel off the cob. I don't care, when I see you begging in the street, I don't care, I get to suckle on capitalism's raw teat. I don't care, about...

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Categories: social work, angst, business, dark, freedom,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member How the West Was Won
When he emigrated to North Dakota Daddy came to help fill needed quota Of young, strong men of honest worth For untamed land at its new birth. He met my mother, strong as he, Raised seven kids including me. He broke wild mustangs to the halter And from cold or heat would never falter. The settlers in this brand new land Weren’t looking for...

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Categories: social work, social, work, dad, dad,
Form: Ballad
Let Us Never Forget
Social injustice and economic inequality have always been practiced in our Nation's working industry Irish need not apply, Hispanics we don't want your kind and Blacks don't even show your face this was the typical response to ethnic minorities in America's workplace nepotism and favoritism were the norm and status quo as it was not about your knowledge or skill...

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Categories: social work, black african american, freedom,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Lifeless Hiring Centers
Lifeless hiring centers look upon papers and not people Hated for not having a coin, who you are is ignored. Your family hates you for being poor rather than loving who you are. The soul despised society does oppress. People's eyes blinded by greed does bind them in endless slavery....

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Categories: social work, angst, family, social, work,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Rondelet: Be Charitable
Rondelet: Be Charitable Be charitable Employer of rich paper waste Be charitable Statistics make high-ups noble Pulp industry makes rich thick paste More you give the more the distaste Be charitable (c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012...

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Categories: social work, social, work,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Rat Race
Today’s world keeps moving at such a fast pace, Is it surprising that life has become nothing more than a rat race. Most days seem to be a struggle to survive, But there really is something more than just nine to five....

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Categories: social work, life, social, work,
Form: Couplet
The Life of a Drunken Writer
They assigned me to write a sonnet about the life of a drunken writer whose dream wouldn't shatter, but his foolishness wasn't in the past tense; he spent endless hours reading blogs of people who didn't make sense... in chat rooms, he found geeks, charlatans, and a casual liar. These are the ones who can text all...

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Categories: social work, funny, social, work, write,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Jsa Blues
Reject letter sent by post. Applications online ignored. Too old Too young. Inexperienced. Do not drive. It must be the JSA blues. Countless jobs for the unemployed. Just search and see. It must be true the papers say. This Government would not lie. Reject letter sent by post. Applications online ignored. Too old Too young. Inexperienced. Do not drive. It must be the JSA blues. Take any job you can get. Work 80 hours...

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Categories: social work, angst, depression, funny, life,
Form: Free verse

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