Tuesday, February 16, 2010

THE BOTTOM LINE

The check is in the mail...I won't cum in your mouth...
Wall Street harlots, dancing in "come fuck me shoes"...
High speed, high profile, executive types flaunt it, wear it, speak it,...
That's the bottom line.

You have to be a survivor out there.
It's a dog-eat-dog world, my friend.
Better pull yourself together and be literate.
This account is at stake, and your job is one the line.
Put your game face on...Wear your best mask.
Listen to those inspirational-motivational audio books man, 'cause...
You've got to fight to live another day...
That's the bottom line.

Thousand-dollar suits, perfect teeth, a "just-right" handshake...not too firm, not too weak...
That's the bottom line.

Porshe, Lexus, Lincoln, BMW, Mercedes, Cadillac, Bentley, Rolls Royce...
all define YOU...The size of your penis, your breasts, the size of your wallet, the "cut of your jib"...
That's the bottom line.

Trophy wife, two children, spacious home in just the right neighborhood...
The best country club, high visibility in charity organizations, manicured lawn, built in swimming pool, servants...
That's the bottom line.

Vacations in Europe, Cabo San Lucas, Las Vegas, Five-Star-Resorts...
Forty-year-old single malt scotch, titanium golf clubs, Cuban cigars, game rooms, Sky boxes, beautiful and literate escorts...
That's the bottom line.

Wonder drugs, top surgeons, The Mayo Clinic, gated retirement communities, 24-hour security and surveillance, donations to religious institutions, universities, and other worthy causes...
Retreats, reflections, prayer, spiritual journeys to make up for past sins...
Make sure you buy some prime real estate in heaven...
That's the bottom line.

Large, upscale mausoleum, top of the line casket, beautiful flowers, upscale funeral home...All is predetermined and well thought out. A will is perfectly constructed and administered. No small detail is ignored...
That's the bottom line.

Body ravaged, mind gone, drugged 24/7, so as not to feel the pain...
We wait...Alone now, though people are there.
They cannot know...
What this reality is.
We shit, we piss, we die...
That's the bottom line.

from: "Chicago Stories and Other Thoughts from a Working Class Guy"...available on Amazon.com

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