Working Poor

Work late,

go home and start tomorrow fresh.

Take the bull by the horn

and find your way to the top of the stocks.

I am an average employee.

I work for the man,

and I work hard.

I am a come in early,

take a short lunch,

stay an hour late employee.

I am a

Whatever you say boss,

I'll make it happen,

I don't know but I'll find out

employee.

But for some reason I have no funds.

I am suckling at the teat of the cash cow,

but I have no milk.

Funny how money makes the world go 'round,

but most of us don't have any.

By most of us I mean:

food workers,

retail employees,

police officers,

firefighters,

teachers.

Need I go on?

We are the working poor.

We can perhaps make our ends meet,

but never do they overlap.

God Bless America,

land of the free,

home of the broken.

We can't feed our children in metaphors,

we can't fuel our cars on dreams.

If love were money

I would be rich.

But money is money,

and I have none.