Coming of age

What Captains?
what industry?

We make little for the few
and the few who do
are invariably
self-employed making
little,

the industry has gone for you,
for me and as the silent shells of
men file past the factory gates
into the dim and distant, the bells
toll mournfully

The Captains,
slipped away with enough cash stashed away,
although
in tropical climes, it won’t be for a rainy day.

And now,
we wait tables
make coffees
serve patrons
hand napkins,

‘Master and Servant’
are you singing it now?
……………………………….
Interestingly
the song was released in
1984.

Depeche Mode.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.