The Hated Union

He hated the union.
My dad didn't want to walk the picket line.
He didn't want to be told what to do.
He didn't want to follow the rules.

But even he admitted - in a lucid moment - that
Without the union we would have been poor.
The union made it possible for him to build a small house for us.
The union got us health benefits ... and him a pension.
We'd never be rich - but we could manage to stay afloat.

Without the union I wouldn't be here today -
I would have been in a sweatshop somewhere in Indiana
Hopeless and narrow
Scraping together a meager, meaningless life

©2011, John A. Mills