Hope You Had A Good Day

Poured Out Blessings By Wendy Smith

Someone just had to dig deeper into their pocket
The Uprisings have upset the wagers and up has gone the price of that oil stuff
Up the bus fare, Up a loaf of bread. Yet they want more for the ride home on the bus.
More would mean less on the family table.

Hope you had a good day

Try surviving on minimum wage.
Try living when basic needs are above means.
My neighbor thinks me rich. “you are young and strong.”
At least he has a bed, someone else might reckon,
even if his cough of many moons won't let him leave it.

Hope you had a good day




My day? Well it was a working day like any other.
No electricity, no clients, no work done. No one cares.
The rain pours. Heavy it is, but no match for my tears
nor the sweat of my significant other.

Hope you had a good day

Her day?
It evaporated under the relentless ferocity of hot orb up in the heavens.
Back breaking till, seeds from the best of last harvest, expensive fertilizer;
no rain. Three weeks counting, three mouths to feed, no rain.

Hope you had a good day.