I wrote this poem in July of 2025.

the rocking chair tells a story about the white working class for the past 60 years
from grandfather to father to sons
from the greatest generation to the boomer generation to the boomer generation
and skipped all the way to the zoomer and alpha generation
(side note: the boomer knocked up a pretty little millennial thing in his late 40’s)

the rocking chair has seen the first man on the moon
to the alpha losing his shit when tik tok went dark for several hours

the rocking chair tells a story of the white working class from
breaking the generation curse of illiteracy to educational achievements
from factory days to caseworker days to bolton hall days

the rocking chair holds the dreams, the hopes, the struggles of 4 generations
of the white working class