Always On His Way 1996

Always On His Way

I know a man who retired at fifty.
“Boy, I’m retired!
I’ll be admired!
Accomplishment nifty!
Think of the time and the years I’ll have free!”
He ran back and forth from the car to the house.
You’d think he was circus-trained: flea or a louse –
Looking for something to do.

He’s back at a job, selling systems and pooh;
I don’t know the term to describe his new tryst.
He does what he did with a slightly new twist.
Moves like a sperm or a worm in the mist,
Back making money to stuff in his fist,
Squirming and groping to keep the days brewing,
Clueless that sitting is also ‘a doing’.

©Always On His Way 8.22,1996
Our Times, Our Culture; Special People, Special Occasions; Small Stories Book;
Arlene Corwin

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