Young men today can be seen
Retiring in twenty years
Enduring the platitudes
And men with sparing educations
The chances the young men missed
The archives of men in motion
Cursing inanimate objects
That can neither feel nor give pain
The young man, a bachelor today
Three kids tomorrow, a mortgage
And hungry growing mouths to feed
“It’ll be great to retire someday.”
Never planning to stay long
Every day for the past twenty years
Muttering incoherently for the strength
To make it through one more week.
-- Copyright © 2010 by Anthony Buccino, all rights reserved.
Adapted from long-lost FROM A WAREHOUSE chapbook.