Digging A Ditch Poem by Randy McClave

Digging A Ditch



I prefer not ever digging a ditch
I am much more suited for being rich,
No diaphoresis on my brow or blisters on my hand
Being rich is how I recommend all to stand.
The government is always on my side
As me and the politicians are cut from the same hide,
We all together want a progressive and better life
But, not with the working-class mixing with my children and wife.
True I am wealthy, but I always want more cash
I want to pay less taxes and also buy more trash,
Though they say that I can't take it with me when I die
Believe you this, I will surely try.
The middle-class they can pay on our country's debt
There are more of them, so they should be happy and not upset,
They all get paid a decent living wage
And then one day they can retire when they reach a certain age.
Being rich is so much better than being middle-class or poor
We don't have to beg for food, or fight in any war,
And sometimes when there is a social standing fuss
The poor and the middle-class, they will side and fight for us.
Without the wealthy how could the middle-class survive
They need us before their futures could arrive,
We gave them their jobs so they could have reasons to live
Of their jealousy or contempt for us, we will try to forgive.
Whenever I see a poor person begging on the street
I think how my designer shoes could never fit his dirty feet,
He is best suited for the tidious and backbreaking manual labor
And of course he could never be my friend or neighbor.
I have no worries and not one single regret
I am happy with my life so I don't worry or sweat,
With their financial worries the middle-class will always pout
While the government and them will always happily bail me out.
I will always be well groomed and always healthy
God has blessed me and my family and all those who are wealthy,
Fame and fortune I need to amass
So, digging a ditch, is meant for the poor and the middle-class.

Randy L. McClave

Monday, November 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: labor,wealthy
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