bigger bucks to coin

when at a distance the eye does spy
the very inaction, no hurry, does not belie
but to lay in the sun a cigarette light
the morning rush of work to fight.
around the hubbub of pedestrians
rushing to work disciplinarians
a friendly smile to greet the day
to toil and work the hours away.
now one wonders what to do
in the sun to sit and responsibility to shoo
or the young smiling man join
and a buck or two coin.
but, wait even the sleeping dude will earn
no painful muscles or tiredness his body burn
a job is a job the argument may be
what effort applied, who cares, no-one to see.
a sad state of affairs if that be the case
rather bigger dreams and quality  to chase
and thus the smiling young man and his friends join
and with them bigger bucks together to coin.

RB.