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A Day of a Workingman
His pupil’s staring vertically, assertively, the clouds peacefully sidestep,
Across his eyes, he’s certain it’s curtains,
Crowds cease to bully the sidestep,
To his office, often head’s suffice with stress, but it’s not quite the cause,
Of this, his coffee diced over the pavement,
It’s a lesson & a slight pause,
A warning to the life he endures, deadlines, reports & 4 deals to clinch,
& Mornings involve his wife whining,
Cheap port & torn heals, a synch?
Inch by inch, strains of a working relationship can’t heal, it’s permanent,
Which refers us back to the beginning,
The result of a workingman so turbulent,
Smartly, but half-heartedly, he’ll kiss Liselle, assuring but hardly mutual,
For her it was like insuring her husband,
& For him, insuring his kids trust &..
Love that they had for him, although he was otherwise engrossed in work,
& When questioning his devotion to Liselle,
At the most he’d smirk,
So what have we learned, a sharp, clever intellectual leaving a loving wife?
Stringing her along with a hollow heart,
That an old-flame secretly lights,
Discreetly he writes e-mails to Lisa, an average soul, a happy-go-Larry type,
23 years old with no responsibilities,
Except their son, with the nappies & baby wipes,
With a mainly white background, Craig’s reluctant to his boss, an African black,
It’s 9.34am & he rushes to the boardroom,
Josiah makes a sarcastic remark, Craig laughs,
A paid laugh, but he lets it pass, the new CSLA leader is anxiously announced,
A” Congratulations to Tony Price, great work. A”
Furiously, Craig bounced.
Forget everything else, normality is bigger than it seems,
Cause’ possessing glory, can disfigure reality from dreams.
Forget everything else, normality is bigger than it seems,
Cause’ possessing glory, can disfigure reality from dreams.
Flashbacks of flash-hats haunt him, executive friends & expensive smoothies,
An angered businessman falling-down,
Craig thought that only happened in expensive movies,
He’s tentative, moving slow in his Audi, applauding stays transfixed to his mind,
Hands clapping, cheering & lapping,
Craig pulls up to his drive,
Derived from the sheer reality of events, his behavior seemed relatively normal,
Saw Liselle was asleep on the sofa,
& Beside her were sedatives, her dress formal,
Pacing to the kitchen door now, something glistening snatched Craig’s attention,
A Rolex lying, T.P inscribed initials,
Liselle woke to his mumbled attacking intensions,
Due to the built up tension in his adrenaline, he sends her in to a state of panic,
His cholesterol-level isn’t managing,
Craig swings, & her fates decided by a manic,
Startled by his palms heat, sweating & shaking, seething from what he’s seen,
Liselle seemed to collapse in slow motion,
As her teeth rattled the concrete,
He falls into his single leather seat, it’s accepted, his futures a dismantled feat,
Glared at Liselle like severed meat, thought-affected,
& Grabs his coffee & keys from the mantle-piece,
Craig hoped he’d handle this, so with his pulse racing, he resumes his afternoon,
Drives back to his second home, floral offices,
& Burst into a fit of laughter, but soon,
He found it harder to breathe & started to believe, God was taking what he owed,
Knuckles ghost-white from gripping the rail,
Craig’s chest aching, as he began to fold,
His fathers mould, childhood & Liselle flashes by, & how he was once hailing her,
With a face paler, he falls on his office steps,
& Craig died of heart failure.
