And so it Goes

Chamber music plays soft
     from the far side of the room;
Candles flicker gently
     to the beat of the band's tune.
Lovers in the corner
     talk of rising for a dance;
They don't want to be seen
     but they might just take a chance.

The bartender serves drinks
     to men that sit at the bar,
He's not asked for their names
     for he don't care who they are.
As long as they will pay
     he will serve them all night long,
He knows when the time comes
     they'll go home where they belong.

There are empty tables
     held for those that did not show;
This will hurt the profits,
     but they don't care and won't know.
Sometimes they're short on rent,
     sometimes orders aren't complete;
Yet it's just like others
     that work hard along this street.

Might not be too long now
     before this place shuts the door;
"Business closed" could go up
     while the dust gathers on the floor.
Bartenders will find work
     on the other side of town;
As for all the drinkers,
     another place will be found.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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