Bad Ass Trucker Poem by Melvina Germain

Bad Ass Trucker



I’m ready to hit the road,
believe it man I’m carrying a heavy load.
You might have lots of time to spare
but I know I can break down anywhere.
I’m seven days on the road with many
promises to keep, weary and tired, no I
often don’t get a good nights sleep.

Now you may say I’m looking bad when
I stop to grab a bite, but I’m a hard working
trucker, no time to waste, no time to fight.

I’m dependable, I’m proud, I’m a respectful
human being. My hard work may go
unnoticed but I can sleep well when it’s time
to dream.

O I may never become a millionaire but awww
we truckers have our goals and dreams.
Who knows what’s around the corner, we’ll
keep on truckin from scene to scene.

Sometimes I’ll take on a job most say I can’t do,
but you know, I’ll take that challenge on the run.
I won’t come back until that job is done.

I take my chances, indeed I do, I’m a bad ass
trucker working hard for the money. Won’t you
give me some time next to you. I’ll be coming
home and I know how to treat my honey.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept.12/2015
Time: 4: 30pm

Friday, September 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: work
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 18 September 2015

Verily, the truckers have no time to rest and spend time with family

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Melvina Germain

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Sydney, Nova Scotia
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