Workers Lament

A.collin

There he sits with silver rimmed glasses. Has his judgment on all that passes. There s not a thing he dose not know, where you've been,where to go...

B.The big Man

He enters the canteen, "morning peps" That's the first words that he speaks. Off with pack,coat,and cap, sits in green chair with hard back. Black...

C.Pat

It's the morning. There no grin, face of thuder,face of sin. Mumbles words not made clear, purposely said so you don't hear. somtimes a smile will...

D.The preacher (Ian)

Well here he comes the preacher man! He drives the works pack post van. He's the works resident preacher,been told by god he's our teacher. According...