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poem on safety through precautions​

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Think Twice

Though you might not work safely,

Out of fear for your life,

You should for the sake,

Of your children and wife.

For what do you think,

That the girl that you married,

Will do in the months,

Shortly after your buried.

When the moneys all gone,

And there’s bills still to pay,

And maybe just one more,

Small child on the way.

And what of your children,

Just think of how bad,

Life might be for them,

Growing up with no Dad!

With no one to take them,

On trips to the lake,

And no one to help,

When they’ve made a mistake.

So before taking chances,

That just might take your life,

First remember – Think Twice,

Of your children and wife.

Don Merrell

Are You Next ?

Was a quarter past eight,

When he walked through the gate,

To the time clock and punched in his card.

And he hoped that the boss,

And the luck of the toss,

Would not give him a job that was hard.

For he was out late,

And last night he felt great,

But this morning was paying the bill.

His eyes were shot red,

And the pain in his head,

Felt like it was trying to kill.

But the job that was his,

Was as bad as there is,

It sure sounded dusty and hot.

The chute in the dryer,

Is eat up by the fire ,

So replace it before it gets caught.

He was not one to shirk,

So he went straight to work,

Though he’d rather drink coffee and talk.

It was when he got there,

He found out with despair,

He did not have his safety lock.

It was too far to walk,

Just to get the darn lock,

So he thought that he’d just take the chance.

His presence was known,

And the main switch was thrown,

Or it had looked that way at a glance.

It was nine forty-three,

When he got the chute free,

And he sat where he was just to rest.

And how, we don’t know,

Or just why it was so,

Somehow the wrong button was pressed.

He was caught by surprise,

And started to rise,

But he slipped and fell flat on his back.

And he started to shout,

But the chute he’d cut out,

Came around and the world went all black.

They heard his last scream,

and shut down the machine,

To see what the noise was about.

He was buried in dirt,

And they knew he was hurt,

So they hurried and soon had him out.

His face was all red,

From a hole in his head,

And they didn’t see how he could last.

Though it didn’t look good,

They still did what they could,

To the hospital they rushed him, and fast.

He woke up in bed,

With a bandaged up head,

His wife was there sitting nearby.

And her eyes were all red,

From the tears that she shed,

Through the days that they thought he might die.

For two days and a night,

It had been quite a fight,

And several times death had been near.

He’d be six months in bed,

So the doctor had said,

And he’d be out of work for a year.

There’s no need to explain,

The extent of his pain,

Or the burden it placed on his wife.

So let us just say,

He got careless one day,

The mistake almost cost him his life.

I just hope that we see,

And I mean you and me,

That it’s time, to stop acting like fools.

For such might be our fate,

The next time through the gate,

If we don’ t obey safety rules.

-Don Merrell

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