Growing Up - Poem by louis rams
You wake up in the morning and you are feeling fine
“Then you rush” so you can get to work on time.
Do you remember complaining about going to school?
And a college education was just for fools.
Do you recall wanting to finish school right away
And with your parents, you thought you could stay
With free food, and a bed, and a roof over your head.
Well welcome to reality – that life will never be!
Now you are your own sole provider, and the cost
Of living has gotten much higher.
All the things that you never knew that your parents had to do.
Life is not fun and games what your parents did
You must do the same.
You thought that it would be great becoming of age and being able to drink
Now you are saying that life stinks.
Growing up is not easy it’s the hardest thing to do
And if you want a career then you must follow through.
Most will become laborers without a goal in mind
Yet without the laborer, this world would decline.
Because you are not a doctor, lawyer, or engineer
Does not mean that people should not care.
You could not and would not want to do a lawyers job and
They could not and would not want to do yours.
You see “a job is a profession and a profession is a job “
Some are easy and some are hard.
YES! Growing up is very hard to do
And the decision you make will follow you.
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