Scared For The Rest Of Your Life Poem by Martin Lochner

old men’s peer
young lad’s hero
ladies gentleman
tie, collar, cufflinks
cars, country clubs, cognac
symmetrically toned
six packed torso
ripped thighs

strutting like a Arabian horse
reserved like a marble stoic

I am my father’s propaganda
I am my mother’s indoctrination
a community’s pride
no one will exceed you

clean-cut
ambassador
protector

giving no hint to tension
laying in my daughters lap
saying come with me
taking her laughing hand
chasing waterfront gulls
eating ice cream at uncle Charlie’s
making silly rhymes with the flower sellers
over paying the car guard
taking a sleeping child home
instructing the driver to take us home
gloriously passing others real life concerns