Rude Awakening

I'm on the production line..
We don't actually produce.
it's people piece work..
7 minutes is the deadline..
is what I deduce..

From the time allowed,
and quota of staff..
you have to be efficient
without un necessary faff.

The flannels barely wet,
yet they don't like water..
Hot or Cold..
it's not what they ordered..

From the cradle to the grave,
they've laboured..on a promise
Eyes wide open yet asleep..
Like pit ponies brought
to surface...

We put our loved ones
in Nursing homes .
Hoping they get all the
care they need..
But the time schedule
doesn't allow interaction
between tasks .
and that's because ..
I'm part of a money
making machine..

Money from living
their last days
in a ' happy camp'
Where people smile
like clowns..knowing
their heart is damp