get a job, any job

there will always be the low

rung of work.

the low pay,

the long hours,

the hard

day.

it's always been this way.

the bad boss.

the sweat and toil

in the sun,

in the ditches, tarring

the road,

tacking shingles on a roof

in mid-summer.

the grass

needs mowed,

the harvest has to come

in.

start there.

chopping wood,

driving a taxi.

show up on time and be

thankful

that the job

is there tomorrow,

and then tomorrow

and the next day.

you have to quit whining

that the world owes you

something.

east west south or north

of Richmond.

the world owes you nothing.

get out of bed

and start somewhere.

it beats standing

on a corner

begging for pay.