Just when I was feeling great,
"There's no free lunch", that's what she said.
I wondered, had I been misled?"
"Do you mean the lunch that's on my plate,
or the one that's in my head?"
Backbone in pieces left stressed,
to put in work no interest;
You want a free lunch
yet binge 'Candy Crush';
No wonder you are depressed.
Cat under the bird feeder,
angry squirrels
show their teeth,
scamper along
high branches.
Birds eye the seeds
dare not.
Nobody eats.
for those of us
who grew up
on the farm
rammed down our throats
that there’s no such thing
as a free lunch
still keeping our nose
tightly to the grind
such days bursting now
with youth's feelings of entitlement
reaching extremities beyond
our boggled comprehension
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
No Free Lunch
Written: by Tom Wright
8-6-2016
Everything in life comes with a price,
And oft times the toll appears great.
Maybe cost was rooted in bad advice,
And we hoped situations would abate.
But whatever the case we always pay,
Sometimes the defrayal runs for years.
Seldom is payment incurred for a day,
And often, interest is paid with tears.
No free lunch nor free supper
Offered in this expensive life;
When one pays for his breakfast,
The high price cuts him like a knife.
Every good meal has a value,
Coming from the fruits of labor;
Anyone who is lazy or slothful
Should never eat food nor savor.
It's impossible for a man
To possess something for nothing;
Money is the means of payment
For a gold or a diamond ring.
Whatever services are provided,
They must be paid for by someone;
Whatever foods are stipulated,
There should never be eat-and-run.
Every choice someone makes
Has alternatives that matter;
Opportunity comes and goes,
There's no free lunch nor free supper.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch
Waiter, hurry up with that brunch!
And tell my nursemaid to wax my toupee
Oh, barber be careful when you shave
You can’t have healthcare and your cake too
Be careful what you do
When you vote for a rotund feline
We wade in your tax money, it’s divine
Pull up your bootstraps Bobby
Oh, these handouts that you lobby!
You see, there’s no such thing as free
Not under my watch you see
See your rights all belong to me
Tee -hee!
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FREE LUNCH
Poet, they name me, and then ask for a verse:
Especial for someone they hold in their hearts;
Rarely considering my oft empty purse -
Really a wallet, he muttered, self-conscious -
Yet brand stores for blank cards: them they’ll reimburse.
Muted thanks mumbled by even the staunchest
Coolly avoiding the pockets at haunches.
Dubious looks given freely instead
As they wonder how I can walk in their heads;
Incisively dredging soul-secrets to fore.
Dismiss me entirely until they want more.
one way or nuther
itell you my brother
here what i say
some way you pay
this is just a hunch
there's
NO FREE LUNCH
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