You Seem To Have A Purpose In Life Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What am I out to prove?
What would make you think,
I am out to prove something?

'Well...
You seem to have a purpose in life.'

And...?

'You seem to have a positive disposition.'

Oookkaayy. And..?

'Well...
You just seem to know where you are going.'

Hmmm...
And you can tell all of that,
By me just standing here waiting for a bus?

'Well,
You have that...
Prosperous demeanor.
You carry yourself like you sniff money all day.
And...
Well,
I was 'hoping' you were standing here,
And waiting for your bus...
With an extra ten bucks in your pocket.'

Are you part of this new job program,
The President is going to announce this Fall?
Huh?
Are you in training to be a tax collector?
Or a comedian?
Which one?
Both of those fields look promising for you.

People are seeking more ways to be entertained.
And you,
My friend...
Sold me on your presence alone,
Immediately.

But no!
If I carried around an extra of anything...
You and I would have never met.
Not at a bustop.
With my wishes it doesn't rain,
Before I get home.