The Workers Leave No Footprints


Dreams Never Die

Misty Foggy Morn

Youth said “Dreams Never Die.” Twenty years passed then Recession kicked in. New Realities were born. Twelve hour workdays became the norm.

Like a drowning man Dreams surfaced again and again only to plummet down to the watery deep. All the while knocking at 1% door watching them through one-sided window laugh, play, drink and party with no thought for the ‘Morrow’. We the unseen only imagining free time for our dreams.

Dreams that must wait until Social Security beckons if death does not reach us first. Fore bread, water, warm clothes and a place to live cry louder. Goodnight Sweet Dreams. May you one day resurrect to a New Dawn.

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The Working Poor Leave No Footprints

Surrounded by a plethora of people who seemed to surface like bloated corpses after spring thaw.  Worker bees we are all meaningless specks of dust being recklessly scattered by blustery winds.  Modern day Robber Barons throw battle weary soldiers back into the battle while they sit sipping tea in Ivory Towers.  Thirty-seven years a professional, now placating rot breath Sabbath suits long in tooth, visions of Mammy dancing in their heads.  Limestone Liver spotted wrinkled bone bags befoul the air with endless demands.  Dontcha know Miz Daisy learned to drive herself and the Help all went to the French Rivera.

Foggy Misty Morn

I am Hagar cast out of my prosperous household, denied by the Master and Mistress I once served.  Thrown out of my protectors’ house my Dream-child and I await Our Avenging Angel of Salvation.

My Dreams now dead buried under work obligations, mountains of rules and regulations that I seem to constantly violate just by being. No miracles exist for me. Only years of mindless drudgery ahead.  Millennial Overseers govern my every move with their remote control mind games.  Freedom lies dormant within my imagination.  My brain has been put out to pasture because intelligence is not needed or wanted and creativity has become a sin.  Automaton Me clad in nondescript dull uniform easily replaceable by the next set of hungry hands yearning for the pence dispensed from the rich mans table.  Hey!! Who’s next up on the Auction Block?!!  Come lock step into the Plantation Mausoleum filled with objects which are valued more than drones who guard them.  We be Aliens in our own Land.  Serfs never reaping a hard earned Harvest.

Yet soon a New Day will Dawn, Dreams will bear fruit and Visions be reborn.

Hip-Hop Not!


Hermes Shoes
Hermes Shoes

Along with sagging pants, I’m also tired of these young guys spinning, break dancing and doing gymnastics on the subways. Was riding on the N train earlier today after enjoying a wonderful lunch with a girlfriend.

Everybody is quietly reading or chatting when these two tattooed fools (I have nothing against tattoos since I have nearly a dozen but nor do I twirl and gyrate on the subway) get into the car with loud obnoxious rap music using an i-Pad and speakers.

They were actually saying how they’re not robbing or stealing even though they were robbing and stealing my peaceful train ride. Like I’m supposed to appreciate their horrible hip-hopping.

Complaining that they weren’t getting many donations. Hmmm….. I wonder why?

As always these guys managed to bring Jesus into their spiel then after an awful performance, they also commenced to using both the N- and B- words while the extremely decorated one wearing sneakers with wings was complaining that his cousin would not give him money.

The cousin expected him to work! Shudders!! The W- Word!! Why work or go to school when you can spin and hang upside down from the train car poles nearing injuring or killing your fellow riders. I’m sorry but the Bible says, 2 Thessalonians 3:10
Common English Bible (CEB)
10 Even when we were with you we were giving you this command: “If anyone doesn’t want to work, they shouldn’t eat.”

Also the book of Proverbs has a whole lot to say about laziness.

Dang I hope his cousin does put him out. Anyway how did he pay for those fancy clothes, 500 tattoos, Winged Sneakers plus an i-Pad with speakers!!