A man today must be a man
Who’ll do the utmost that he can
In all the deeds and chores of life
Providing for his child and wife,
Think not a care about himself
Nor thought to gaining richer wealth
Than that of every other man
With selfsame goal or striving plan.
A thankless task to be attained
Once done the course of lesser fame
Than artisans with greater ease
Who spin precisely as they please
Yet reach a place of power’s height,
Poor weighted man with straining might
At his bleak door fate seems to laugh
Sad backbone of the fatted calf.
Claire V. Bogdanos 