Martian work ethic

[Koch Ebola]

Martian work ethic
By Stephen Jay Morris

A sweaty face reveals no tears.
No doctor offers any cures.
You are condemned to hard labor.
Every break you savor.
Digging a ditch in the desert sun.
It will be sunset when you’re done.
The boss man tells you…
Pick up the pace.
The project must be done,
In posthaste.
You try to ignore the heat.
You dream about…
Living on Easy street.

Watch your behavior.
They devalue your labor.
You handle the shovel
And dig the earth.
You question your life.
You regret your birth.
You back hurts.
But you act nonchalant.
Nobody knows
-That you are an idiot savant.
You are too stupid to be
-A doctor lawyer.
You too fragile-
-Too be a destroyer
You don’t care-
-About starting your own business.
Your ship hits the isthmus.
There is no immunity,
-In this land of opportunity.

Life is hectic : When you got the Martian work ethic.

[angstlessk]

1. This reads very quickly..

And I love the title...which is reiterated as the last line.

This is, of course, the life of an illegal 'alien'