He gave his last light labouring,
hopes of retiring with enough to get by.
Living in the comfort of a systematic lie.
Nowhere to turn but back to work.
This time, wages slashed like a sale
because of his age.
somewhere to stay,
but you can't go out and play.
What a way to treat, with a trick.
he had spent his time more wisely.
Building things that would last,
Something he could pass to his children.
He couldn't give them his job in a will.
And they wouldn't want it.
5.16. 2018
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