The Actor
He flashed a smile on his way out,
Giving his co-workers a wide wave,
And he had absolutely no doubt,
That he was better than his friend Dave.
He struts past all the buildings and shops,
Straightens his tie and suit in the glass,
And then he goes across the blacktop,
And checks his antique watch made of brass.
Now the city is dirty and dark,
Every once in a while it’s unsafe,
There's the constant sound of a dog’s bark,
This is a place where one might lose faith.
And the man slouches and drags his feet,
He loosens his tie and dips his head,
He is a man in total defeat,
His sorrow is heavier than lead.
His shoes are worn and old, but shiny,
His suit is rips and tears, only inside,
His soul suddenly feels much more tiny,
When he realized all he's done is lied.
Though he is tired and exhausted,
This is where he feels the most at home,
Which makes it worth more than it costed,
All the while he is here at home.
Copyright © Mckynzie Finney | Year Posted 2022
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