You Picked This Day
Your day wasn't bad enough.
You had to work late,
on a job with no
time and half for overtime.
On your way home,
waiting for the bus.
Only to be held up
by two members
of Thugs-R-us.
There's never a Cop around
when you need one.
They wave a gun
in your face.
Knowing you won’t make a fuss.
You said look man!
You must be practicing,
because I’m broke as hell.
They laughed and took
Your cellphone, wallet
and bus fare as well.
But they weren’t through
They took your over coat too.
They were laughing
As it began snowing.
Then they got on your bus.
And only because it’s Xmas season,
they rob everybody on the bus.
They left you standing there
in the freezing cold.
You saw the whole thing
and they didn’t care.
Because this didn’t really happen.
Only because
you picked this day,
to called in sick.
Copyright © Robert Kinard | Year Posted 2020
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