Discontent (middle class)
By May Kwek
So I am neither rich nor poor
I am somewhere in between
I should consider myself blessed
Or so it would seem
But to be in the middle
Is to be squeezed
And seek to go higher
Hoping for release
My boss works me hard
I work long into the night
Perhaps my children
Could recognize me by sight
My ends meet but I have not enough
For the things I want
I want this and I want that
Only the rich can have fun!
And my children run off with their friends
They drift ever further away
Perhaps if I had more time
They would come back someday
Oh if only I could live a bit more
Have a bit of life
Far from this tedious work
And this internal strife
But never mind
A dream is all it shall be
Let’s go to the movies
And pretend we are happy
Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek
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