We Are Retired Poem by Randy McClave

Al posts trivia on the internet
Mike has become somewhat lazy and heavyset,
Bill takes another puff off his vapor cigarette
As for going to work, they no longer fret.

Roger now aimlessly wanders inside the mall
Danny tells everyone how he misses work in the fall,
Cecil no longer worries about that overtime call
But, still working somewhere, is old George Paul.

Doug listens to music and tends to his garden
Davey happily has already got his work pardon,
Jon is now invasive and bitter, and has become harden
Sadly, Charlie had died after a job he starred-in.

Bob talks about his company time and years
Rodney talks about all of the accidents and the fears,
Tony still brags about his knowledgable peers
Gary is an optimist, he still talks about the fun and the cheers.

To the same company we all were hired
In time we all were hurt, or laid off, or many times fired,
But, we all survived the storm, just to become inspired
Now we all stand alone, bored, and retired.

Randy L. McClave