Socially Acceptable

Monday morning blues always hit me hard
Carrying my umbrella, I slugged to the office
Lightning arced over my head
Oh yes, some San Francisco Dreamland this is
I pulled out my precious keys
The rhetorical nobility given to me
By the pristine title of manager
Across the street I spy a distant man
Laying in his tattered pjs on the slick morning ground
Most men would lavish this moment
Thinking “How much better than him am I”
While he rambles on the street at society
They avoid that annoying buzz of words coming out of his mouth
Afraid that he will bit not knowing
That all he wants is for someone to give him the love and attention
That he has lacked for his entire pathetic life
They scorn him saying “Why don’t you get a job at the local Pepper Mill?”
Not knowing that he has tried to find a job without success
As they would not even let him in the door
Due to the tattered state of his pajamas
The only clothing that he owns
They do not even consider the possible talent that this man contains
They just worry about their precious public image
We are not that different he and I
Exact copies sent in different directions in life
I was born into a wealthy family
Given all of the opportunities one could ask for
While he, society’s trash, was born poor
Any chance that he had in life was taken by his father
Who in turn used all of his money to fuel
The same alcohol problem that now plagues his brother
Now, given this life through no fault of his own
He lies on the street corner which he calls home
And I open the door to the product of my life
Which had been handed to me with little worry or strife
Now I wonder if there is a God that when we died
And traveled to St. Peters gates
But only one was allowed into the land of salvation
Who would he choose?
The one who had been dealt a bad hand
And was verbally spat at by the so called respectable members of society
Or the one who had the winning hand
And made it to the position of Office Manager with minimal effort
Who would he choose?

Socially Acceptable

SetUpUsTheBomb

Joined February 2008

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A poem about a man realizing hard truths about the lives of he and others.

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