Alan Dugan

Here you will find the Poem Prayer of poet Alan Dugan

Prayer

God, I need a job because I need money. 
Here the world is, enjoyable with whiskey, 
women, ultimate weapons, and class! 
But if I have no money, then my wife 
gets mad at me, I can?t drink well, 
the armed oppress me, and no boss 
pays me money. But when I work, 
Oh I get paid!, the police are courteous, 
and I can have a drink and breathe air. 
I feel classy. I am where the arms are. 
The wife is wife in deed. The world 
is interesting!, except I have to be 
indoors all day and take shit, and make 
weapons to kill outsiders with. I miss 
the air and smell that paid work stinks 
when done for someone else?s profit, so I quit, 
enjoy a few flush days in air, drunk, then 
I need a job again. I?m caught in a steel cycle.