Ring My Bell
By Jo-Ryan A. Salazar
Poem 8: Yukari == Freedom Girl

There's nothing that I like more
Than to be removed
Of this thing called
Work.

I mean, come on.
It really, I don't know, sucks
When you have to live with your parents,
Drive like you want your friends to die,
Teach like you don't want to…
And get paid…
Only to do the same things
Over and over again.

This is how I am, though.
I just can't help myself.

I don't like work.
To me, working is a necessary evil
That can't be stuffed.
The world goes around working
Your butt off, twenty four seven
Three sixty five.

If you're like me,
You want to free your students
From work, and enjoy their lives…
But you can't.

Because there will always be
The boss, and if the boss says,
"You're fired! Get out! Now!"
Your life becomes a lie.

One day, though, I will be free
From the shackles of work.
Someday, I will win the lottery,
And when I do, I will say to myself,
"You are…The Woman!

The Woman is a happy woman,
Free from working,
Because she is a rich girl."

I hope that happens,
And I have the last laugh.

Till then,
I will teach my students
War…and Peace.

End Poem 8