It's sad to lose a job, worse still to lose,
so if when the ax falls, you opt to give up,
where's the good if that's what you have to choose?
Doubt me, ask the banker who messed it up.
Now is not the time to lament what ain't.
What you do now is stop what is bleeding;
get a brush and cover what has no paint
or paint over scribble that is breeding.
There will be time enough to send the bill
to those who have hijacked the public fund;
all can see whose fingers are in the till,
it's just memory lapse that gets rotund
Regard what's left of our humanity
and defend the future with dignity.
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