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White Picket Fences
As I sit in a dock, I wave and I grin
To a group, passing by, of well-dressed young men
In their suits and their ties, wielding leather brief cases
I'm offered cold looks from disparaging faces.
Does the grease on my shirt constitute a great sin?
Do you balk at the unshaven growth on my chin?
Does my road-weary face and my wind-tousled hair
Evoke, from you, unfettered looks of despair?
To you, am I copied from a crude archetype?
Aren't your preconceived notions just a bit over-ripe?
I'm an American trucker, and damned proud to be
But, if you see just a trucker, then you're not seeing me.
I've laughed and I've cried, and I've loved and lost
Chased dreams without much regard to the cost
I've taken pride in the fact that I've seldom been lazy
Enjoyed life's lucid moments but, it's more often crazy.
I've left many miles, and years, far behind
But the hopes and the dreams still dance in my mind
I've pondered with Plato and mused Aristotle
And I've sailed 'round the world on a ship in a bottle.
So, take one brief moment, and you just might see
An introspective glimpse that reveals part of me
If this thought seems too sordid, or beyond comprehension
Then, take this proposal to your next convention.
Take your big office parties and your high-powered clout
Your promotion, that you simply cannot live without
Take your judgmental thinking, which is so asinine
Take it all, and stick it where the sun doesn't shine.
Though our backgrounds are different, we're still quite the same
Whether pawn, knight or king, life's still just one game
I'm an American trucker, and damned proud to be
But, if you see just a trucker, then you're not seeing me.
I've been shocked by Hawthorne and frightened by Poe
Uplifted by d---ens and inspired by Thoreau
I've felt angst with Hamlet and grieved with King Lear
And when Old Yeller died, I'll admit to a tear.
I've rode shotgun with Earnhardt, in my wildest dreams
Cheered for Ric Flair, Triple H and Mean Gene
I've line-danced in Texas, getting rowdy and wild
And I've laughed in the rain with the joy of a child.
So think hard, my friend, and you might discover
'Tis folly judging books by the grease on their cover
But if, in your mind, the biased fire is still stoking
Then, put this advice in your pipe, and start smoking.
Take your white picket fences and overpriced house
Your cute little sports car and "arm-trophy" spouse
Take your Armani suits and imported French wine
Take it all, and stick it where the sun doesn't shine.
Rick Huffman
Formerly of Crete Carrier/ National Fleet
Currently taking an extended vacation
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