the stirring

a man who knows nothing but work will die from the deprivation of it.

a man who has worked all his life

in one capacity or another

defining himself as a worker

taking his place in the greater scheme

feeling comfortable in the choice

then

nose to the

grindstone

nose to the

grindstone

until one day

the ability to work may no longer be there

as the body does not succumb to the labor

forced upon it

regardless of what society deems the status quo to

be---

(work until you die because of

some sick system set up

prior to your own entrance into it.)

 

the stirring begins when the routine is broke

order that was there before has left

replaced with an absence of what once defined

leaving the individual to move round his dwelling

frantically

looking for work

looking for something that will redefine him

as time drips through his fingers.

 

others close to him

if he is lucky enough to still have people alive to be

close

watch him stir

like a bird in a cage who flutters but cannot

leave &

the bars encroach slowly

on their way to eventually strangling the last bits of

life

from him.