Dogs 2006

WORK
(11/8/06)


each morning
I am waiting
for you
I have been busy
while you slept

weekends
holidays
vacations
mean nothing to me
I shall still whisper
to you each day
as you dreamily
awake

say my name

you put in
your 40
50
60 or more hour weeks
feeling abused
under appreciated
and oppressed
when there is still
so much to do
24 - 7 - 365
I need you always

say my name

you get home
every night
exhausted and confused
thinking that some day
life will be different
and that some how
I shall tire
of you
and move on
to another
but you are wrong
for while you still breathe
you are mine

say my name

do not whine
you sniveling fool
you are not the first
and you are far
from the last
you are neither slave
saint
nor martyr
you are simply fuel
to be burned
then thoughtlessly
disposed

I AM
WORK

get busy
or die