Lounging Around Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They can be found lounging around,
With time on their hands they've chosen to waste.
And heard on a daily basis making complaints,
As to what others do, could be doing or should have done...
To prove with acquired talents and skills exposed,
Just what it is they could show to do to those who sit...
To either approve, disapprove or refuse the acceptance,
Of an expertise or experiences to give away...
As those who lounge around seek to undo,
With time on their hands to betray the deeds...
They claim to say are not done to meet their needs.
And so...
Those complaints heard on a daily basis,
Continue to leave complainers like these alone to lounge.
Alone to be found left behind as time has left them wasted.