Retiring Poem by Lamar Cole

Retiring



Wages were so low.
Prices were so high.
He knew that he would have to keep working.
Until the day that he die.
There was no such thing as retiring.
He would retire the day that he lay dying.

Tuesday, July 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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