the government check

when i hear someone say

i don't want to work

just for the sake of money,

i know they have never

been without.

without food, or shelter,

shoes, or electricity.

with pride,

they want to starve for their

art. working is for the fool,

the common man,

not the brilliant mind.

let them tote the bale,

carry the load, dig and sweat.

i'll wait for my ship to come

in, they say,

let others to the rest.

send me my government check.