A Poem – Busy work

I am busy, busy with the work of living

It doesn’t look real, or is it make believe

Faking the action sells the story

Faking the effort tells the story

The work isn’t serious, there is no cure for cancer

There is money to be made, but my pockets are empty

Time to be early, or late most of the time

Am I here to impress, or make an impression

A painted a smile hides my indifference

My eyes are glazed, just one more rat

Living to work because working isn’t living

Solving my problems can’t solve yours

Solving your problems might solve mine

Keep your head down and maybe it will pass

Lay our heads down and live out the dream

Stay awake and the scenery never changes

The end will come suddenly without notice

A job left unfinished, a job left undone

One more vacant space already filled

Lines in the newspaper will end the fable

I am busy, busy with the work of dying

An original composition by the author of Ends and Beginnings

 

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About ends and beginnings blog

I am a frustrated writer and poet waiting to be discovered. A stand-up philosopher performing on a street corner near you. A Christian with questions but I don’t want to hear your answers. A Buddhist with a bumper sticker on my truck to prove it. A collector of quotes. A grower of lettuce. The Patron Saint of earthworms who name their children after me. A cyclist whose big ass strains the seams of his Lycra bibs. I am American by birth, Southern by the grace of God. My goal in life is to leave an imprint on the lives of the people I love not a footprint on the earth. I am a son, a husband, a father composed of 65%-Oxygen, 18%-Carbon, 10%-Hydrogen, 3%-Nitrogen, 3%-Diet Coke and 1%-Oreo.
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5 Responses to A Poem – Busy work

  1. Lively Life says:

    oh wow, what a wrap around.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. E.G. says:

    Woah… Wow. Bravo!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Patty says:

    Why do I feel depressed after reading this poem? Hm.

    Liked by 1 person

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