Not As Lucky As Me

I had a mother and a father And we had a home, They took care of me since a toddler Around me they placed a dome. I always had clean clothes to wear There was always food on the table, They showed me how to say a prayer My life was indeed stable. We lived in a good neighborhood Friends lived to my left and to my right, I slept happy and I most always felt good And at bedtime, it was always quite. I went to school everyday to learn My parents taught me not to drink or smoke, An allowance I did earnestly earn Curse words I never did hear or spoke. I lived in an industrial city Jobs was everywhere when you looked, Work was an essentiality For a job soon I indeed would be booked. Then I finally graduated high school I now had an education and a paid for suit, Now my life I was going to rule My own horn I then proudly began to toot. I decided to work where my dad did So, soon there I was hired on, I wanted to work there since I was a kid But, sadly decades later all those jobs were gone. I see homeless and needy people on the street For food and money they constantly plea, This is what I'll say with a sadness and without conceit They weren't as lucky as me. Randy L. McClave