Poetry

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Alarmed to awaken
To a bed half taken
Shirked to be prompt at work
Wife and kids to support!

Drags comb onto once cropped dome
Endeavors not to scrape his face off
Barely takes heed of others presence
Is shackled to duties - in essence.

Once revived - slams car door
Groans to duty of his daily dirge
Of eat, work and off to sleep
And never mind liddle bo peep!

Now compelled to the essence of his job
Big picture awaits coffee fixture
Onto one duty of display
But "The man" has nothing to say.

Out to lunch he hears his peers drone
Of what "REALLY!" happened at home
Dreams of an idle retirement
Above all times and dimes ill spent.

Truly ticked off - punches out the clock
Spells the end - dinnerware around the bend!
Family pays homage with a customed nod
Questions - whose that stranger so odd?

Worn with fatigue
Remotely channels T.V.
And views the frightly, nightly news
To witness wars, famine and feuds.

Dozes off in his daily dread
Of another day - back to bed
Eat, slave and sleep
And never mind liddle bo peep!

As he mutters good night to family
And awaits another day of drudgery
Questions - what`s his life's calling?
Surely the sky is truly falling!

One weekend - lost and found in church
In riddles exposed his life quite clear
Gave ear to the preacher that sounded profound
And was confronted by his aimless fears.

Next morn' in the awakening dawn
Spelled the melody 'of "a new song."
And purposed to incite others to sing along.
Taken up to peak - new heights of delight!

No longer in bondage of slave, sleep and eat
As their was a new bounce to his feet.
Freely gified with with a new song to sing
'Cause he was now working for 'The King Of Kings!

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