Winter

Winter

A Poem by mediocrepoet

You got a gold watch

For the 53 years you worked.

Typing and hunched back,

9 - 5,

Monday to Friday

Some Saturdays too.

Clapping and cheering,

You get a cake

A closed door

A reclining chair.

Your TV crackled

as you crack open your beer

Drink to 5 decades gone.

Freedom and

Peace and

Quiet.

You’d sleep till noon if you didn’t need to piss at 6am.

The laugh track breaks the silence.

Too bad you won’t

Learn how the sitcom ended.

Did Shirley marry Tom?

Barry write his book?

Sam love her baby?

Your empty house

Holds no answer

And you won’t learn:

Too

F*****g

Dead

for that.

© 2017 mediocrepoet


Author's Note

mediocrepoet
What do you guys think? This was done during a lesson, and I know it's not very good (my friends already told me), but please, do give me some feedback.

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Added on November 2, 2017
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mediocrepoet
mediocrepoet

Czech Republic