A family of eight and times were hard, so very hard
The poor man a dishwasher in an exclusive restaurant
Serving the rich and famous, CEO's and Senators
His highlight on most days a nap during his break
When he dreamed always his favorite sweet dream
He was always sitting at the head of the long table
Entertaining the CEO's, Senator's, and President's men
Sipping champagne and eating Russian caviar
He held their attention and they focused on his every move
Not being the blunt of jokes for he was telling them today
They all laughed and clapped and begged for more
Seeking his favor and approval, hands out and palms up
Then he awoke from the dream with a smile on his face
Wihout a world he went back to his pots and pans
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One CEO and also one Senator weren't doing so well
Both suffering from gout and an incurable insomnia
A cadre of physicians and advisors working on a solution
Seeking the atronomers and charlatans around the world
Both having dreams of one day being a poor man
So distressed and worn, both died in their sleep last week
Meanwhile the poorman still humming and singing tunes
Working in the kitchen over the steaming sink
With a smile on his face looking forward to his break
Barry A. Lanier
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/b-a-poor-man-s-dream/
