Business As Usual

When the businessman arose from slumber

He marched toward the front door

Unaware of his problems

Focused only on his daily chores

 

Off to work he went

Driving in a daze

Speeding toward his destination

Ready to set his competitors ablaze

 

Never late or early

Always exactly on time

For he is a great man

That will never waste your dime

 

He will triumph over failure

A new challenge every day

This man is not a quitter

He has the persistence to stay

 

Every day is a new beginning

Profits were down eight percent

So tomorrow must be better

Or he will be abolished to all extent

 

When tomorrow became today

The battle was uphill

He was to blame for all this dismay

Corporate giants took aim and fired at will

 

He was left with nothing

But his heart and will

He had lost everything

But still continued uphill

 

He was not finished

He had business to do

So he made it his goal

To push right on through

 

He rose from the ashes with might and sheer will

Joined a new company

That saved lives and made money

For he was a soldier of the U.S. economy

 

This poem is about: 
My country
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