The ManA Poem by Daniel DelMonacco
Work all day
With no play at night. They say, "that's life" But this can't be right. Dead end job after dead end job. Shedding blood, sweat and tears. Rationalizing to yourself Its for the retirement years. Some are lucky enough To have a 401 K, But when the time comes When it's finally that day, Your luck runs out And they take it away. Work away your life To relax for a minute. But life is a vacation And you're just here to visit. © 2012 Daniel DelMonacco |
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Added on March 3, 2012 Last Updated on May 17, 2012 AuthorDaniel DelMonaccoGlendale, CAAbout"That's what our work can do: we remind people that things can change, that wounds can heal, that people can be forgiven, and that closed hearts can open again." - Larry Moss more..Writing
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