Week One: In a Rush
I have spent a good part of my life waiting around,
Wanting to get to the next step and you know what I found.
I should not have been in that much of a rush to get there,
For time will come when it wants to, for it has not a care.
I so wanted to finish school and get a job which would be fun,
So with my education I ended up a teacher for a forty year run.
I could not wait to play house and meet the women of my dreams,
Along she came and before I know it, we lived above our means.
I longed for the ability to pay my bills and all my debts,
I still have not accomplished that and yet I have no regrets.
I could not wait to see my son’s shining face and smile,
But now he has his own son to watch which is worthwhile.
Yes, I was in a hurry to find my place in society and change the world,
But the world went on its own and history has went by unfurled.
I was just a small spark and made no great claim.
But in my small way I waited and time came.
Now I sit, play scrabble with the wife, watch TV. and idle my hours,
I am not in rush to do anything for I have learned the limit of my powers
Week Two: Passing the Torch
We the baby boomers of World War Two,
Now pass the torch of change from us to you.
We were the group who grew up and rebelled,
We chanted, marched, rallied and yelled.
What good did it do, well we can count a win or two
Women gained the right to work and express their view.
Minority rights became the law of the land,
People of all sorts could express and make a stand.
Technology bloomed, diseases cured, and new inventions abound,
The computer revolutionized industry and new things were found.
The problem is as new things came up, more problems occurred,
Some of our goals and thoughts became complex and blurred.
So now it is your turn, have a go and try to be true,
We have left a lot of problems for you to do.
Week Three: A Point of Order from a Regular Citizen
Our stagnated Congress is acting like the kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
No legislation seems to be moving much, it appears to be no driver in the fancy car.
The American public is outraged, frustrated, bewildered and can only take so much.
It appears that the legislators are not legislating and that they are totally out of touch.
At this point no one in our country cares what is definitely right or definitely wrong.
The American public has heard the discourse and the ranting and raving, it is a torch song.
The word is compromise and it is not being used in the halls by a Congressional member,
Hopefully the voting public will review this nonsense and vote out the nut cases in November.
Furlough is the word disturbing to all and that has people up in arms and ready to snap at the drop of a hat,
Even some Congress people are stating they will forgo their salary checks to avoid being picked at.
But they miss the point and that is why I raise a point of order to the distinguished group,
The health plan is enforce and that is a different situation and kettle of soup.
Closing the country down and risking things I really do not wish to list,
What are they thinking? Do they understand that all we want to do is exist?
So here we stand day two with people in a “deer in the headlights”
November is coming boys and girls, and do not think you cannot be deposed.
Now I know you are eventually going to compromise and try to look like the good guys,
But this time we are fed up with your silly actions and now the word applying to you is DESPISE.
Week Four: I have a Monkey on my Back.
The monkey is there, I know it is there and I do not know what to do,
I tried for quite a while to get it off, but now I’m in a funk, a muddled stew.
Maybe it is the bills or that I still spend money like a drunken sailor,
I am constantly bombarded by the sales, coupons and the mailers.
Yet, what is concerning me on a daily basis is the influx of bills,
I pay them in order of priority and believe there is little for frills.
I have got to pay the rent and the car bill and gas is a top must,
Water bill, electric bill and phones are enough to make a budget bust.
Then there are the credit cards, I have never had the guts to count them all,
I have got to make a memo to myself that I must never, never go to the mall.
Food is the last thing on the list and we coupon ourselves on Sunday,
We get through the week with enough goodies to last till the next Monday.
Going to a movie or a restaurant has gone by the wayside even as a treat,
First of all are the necessary bills and then the emergencies that we must meet.
And so it goes week after week, month after month and year after year,
But now the rat race stops, I’m a gov’t employee there is nothing else to fear.
I am furloughed now thank you Congress, with no money coming in to pay the majority of my bills,
So goodbye house, goodbye car, and shut the electric for I’m going to live with my buddies in Beverly Hills.