A boy’s lazy dream

With a lot of contemplation

My boy says he’ll be a taxi driver when he grows up

he says ‘they always seem to have some dough

and all they do is drive around’

I say ‘sure boy you can be one when you grow up

but remember to learn your lessons first

and remember you need to do a driving test

a license is something you must have’

he then starts to comprehend

that being a taxi driver won’t be so fun.

With a lot of contemplation still

my boy says he’ll be a beggar in the street

he says ‘a beggar always seem to have some dough

life sure seem simple and easy for them’

I say ‘sure boy you can be a beggar when you grow up

but remember to learn your lessons first

you might need to learn some karate chop

in case you have to fight the goons you meet’

he then starts to comprehend

that being a beggar won’t be an easy thing.

With a lot of contemplation still

my boy says he’ll be a helper at the gas station

he says ‘they seem to have lot of dough

life sure seem fun to watch cars drive by’

I say ‘sure boy you can be a helper when you grow up

but remember to learn your lessons first

you might need to do some exercise

so that you can stand for hours on your feet’

he then starts to comprehend

that being a helper won’t just do for him.

I say ‘My boy you should take your time

you are but a child of nine

you can do whatever you want

you can be anything you wish

but don’t take the easy way out

don’t take short-cut to life

Nurture your dream and you will see

A life of glee unfold in time.’

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An Anthology of Poems