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Hours & Days
© 2004, Roy Stucky

Our time we spend because we must.
It leaks away from every jar
And stains the ground on which we stand -
A certain sign of where we are.

Investment trickles through the home
And drains into the office pool.
We live together yet alone
As subjects under separate rule.

The tax man takes the realm's great coin
As hours and days go by.
When life at home becomes a sham
You'll surely wonder why
As hours and days go by.