[Mr. J]

He added his signature to the last paper he needed to sign
Smiling, he shut off the light to his office that leads to the sky.
A night on the town the statement rang true in his mind
His heart weighed heavy but he remained faithful to the grind.
Too tired to walk. he waved down a taxi, told the driver which block
with his head resting on the window he could only admire the flock.
And yet...with each year that passed he despised the simplistic nature
Now he only mingled with government officials & linguistic majors
At every turn he questioned whether he had truly found success
Anyone else would have already crumbled under this amount of stress
As a child his parents struggled to live with insurmountable debt.
His future was their happiness & they were proud nonetheless.
In his youth he never understood why his parents had suffered
His father worked at the local factory that eventually went under
His mother served at a restaurant that only hired during the summer
the city was cruel to the immigrants whose eyes were full of wonder...
Even today that cycle continues as he reflects on his environment.
But he can rest easy knowing both of them had earned their retirement
He visits every other month & when he leaves they wish him the best
They thank him for his drive & tell him they have a lot of living ahead...
Seeing them happy is what made him question modern relationships
How easy it is to fall in love then fall out, it bothered him & he hated it
In the end the more he thought of it, the longer he evaded it...
As the taxi pulled up to his apartment he thanked the driver for his trouble, paid his respects
Tipping the driver more than the trips worth, he stumbled up the steps
He took a deep breath & took in the moment.. humbled again...
When you are all alone reflection is what calms the struggle within
He poured himself a glass of bourbon & sat down with a sigh of relief
He reached for his remote as he began to recline in his seat...
Loosening his tie he focused on the ceiling...too tired to sleep...
Sinking deeper into his chair he kicked off his shoes that weren't untied
He had achieved his goal as he closed his eyes...he listened to the blues...before sunrise