Looking For That Exit Sign

I feel you sister, feel you brother
Each of you and every other
We’re all looking for that exit sign
An off-ramp to those better times
Paid our dues, but costs keep rising
While talking heads keep generalizing
That nine to five, now six to six
And lucky to avoid the tricks
Paycheck stretching, oh so thin
Like it’s seen a rolling pin
Prices high, no end in sight
Work all day then checks to write
Inflation soaring, DC warring
Playground points, think they’re scoring
Taxes going overseas
While moms and dads are on their knees
Full time job and part time work
Running meals or grocery clerk
Something’s wrong, plain to see
Broken backs and bended knees
I worked hard, bet you did too
Praying more to get me through
Years ago, we rode the wave
Money spent, but money saved
True that desk, my ball and chain
The corner man, he rode my brain
Hours long, with tasks piled high
Without a thanks, just said goodbye
Office closing, hit the street
Now I’m struggling just to eat
Rents are rising, tempers too
People aren’t sure what to do
Left wing, right wing, some old bird
Play their games, preach their words
Little people seethe and burn
Mega-firms just earn and earn
Record profits, stocks are rising
While all us folks are compromising
Colder houses, beans, and rice
Coupon clipping, shop for price
Seems like hope is all that’s left
Either that or turn to theft
You pray for me, I’ll pray for you
Try to help, to see you through
Sell some things if I can find a buyer
Greedy pigs, my rent goes higher
Credit cards are almost maxed
And now the dreaded income tax
Our nation now a place of shame
While politicians play their games
Fat cats argue, making deals
None of them are missing meals
Where’s the dream they sold us on?
We’re praying that is isn’t gone

Author’s Note

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

2 thoughts on “Looking For That Exit Sign

  • February 16, 2024 at 4:28 AM

    Great poem! Things are just like that here in Britain of course and you’ve hit the nail on the head with all your poignant observations, with the rhythm of drudgery to match.

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