let's work late

some people work
and work
and work. fingers to
the bone,
ten and eleven hours each
day.
dawn to dusk and beyond,
lying in bed at night
staring into
their phones.
for what?
a few dollars more,
a nod, and smile from
the boss.
a hearty pat on the back.
see you tomorrow
lets do some more.
then the years fly past.
seventy is
at the door.
life is over,
and someone else takes
your place,
to work and work some more.