Every day my life

Is twice as hard as my imagination

And not as simple as it used to be.

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99% and Getting Worse

 

Every day my life

Is twice as hard as my imagination

And not as simple as it used to be.

To calm me, I repeat

What the powers that be

Want me to repeat:

Someone out there has it

Twice as bad as I can imagine

Or twice that even.

But maybe it’s their hope I envy—

I already acknowledge another few years

Of work before I get to go

And less to do more

While I’m here,

Which means nothing in their world

But almost everything

To almost all of us,

Including those who double

Or triple or quadruple

Government gravy salaries

And then vote

Against my pay and call me

Greedy or lazy

Without once

Admitting to the same,

While somehow convincing

Enough of the underlings

That their chance to someday

Be greedy and lazy like

Their bosses will come

After teachers and librarians lose

After garbage men and bus drivers are ruined

After nurses and maintenance men

Are mercilessly misrepresented as those

Who stole from the poor

And gave to themselves

By those who continue to.