It’s time to celebrate
and merry drinkers,
the loafers & slackers & slow-pokes.
The ones on permanent vacation,
unhurried and unworried,
the rose-smellers & growing-grass watchers, what harm
did they ever do?
How about a cheer
for siesta snoozers
and Lazy losers,
the long joke-tellers
and deep toke-takers,
life is too short
Let’s give a prize
to the underachievers, the shiftless shirkers, the less-than-full-potential workers,
the Laid-back quitters,
the mushroom-sitters & hookah-huffers,
they never started a war
nor enslaved anyone.
We could give a parade
for the noon-time nappers & ne’er-do-wells,
but they’d sleep right through it
so let’s leave them alone.
They are slumbering
toward a higher calling,
they are poets of their own lives
seining the sea of their dreams
for the meaning of bliss.
Suzanne Freeman lives in the Texas Hill Country where she writes and practices internet avoidance to preserve her humanity. Her poetry has appeared in publications ranging from Social Anarchism to Bird Watcher’s Digest. Her award winning dystopian novella, Omnibo, is available from Texas Review Press.