Does your money flow,
Throughout our society?
...Or congeal, like grease?
Showing posts with label finances. Show all posts
Showing posts with label finances. Show all posts
05 July 2017
21 May 2017
"Under the Heel" (P.o.t.D. 5/21/15, no rev)
I feel such outrage
As the wealthy's money chase
Leaves me desolate.
As the wealthy's money chase
Leaves me desolate.
04 May 2017
"Poverty Laments" (P.o.t.D. 5/4/15, no rev)
Life becomes much harder when I'm so poor.
I worry on how I'll catch up on rent,
I can't buy food at the grocery store...
Where, oh where, has all of my money went?
I'm kept under thirty hours at my job,
Paid close to the minimum hourly wage -
So on healthcare.gov, I can still shop,
But without employer help, I do rage!
Sixteen dollars per month, earned in food stamps
Do not stretch very far - maybe four meals?
Does not eating right lead to muscle cramps?
I don't know. Doctor's fees are so unreal.
So, that's a peek at my painful pinches
Of poverty, at which my heart wrenches.
I worry on how I'll catch up on rent,
I can't buy food at the grocery store...
Where, oh where, has all of my money went?
I'm kept under thirty hours at my job,
Paid close to the minimum hourly wage -
So on healthcare.gov, I can still shop,
But without employer help, I do rage!
Sixteen dollars per month, earned in food stamps
Do not stretch very far - maybe four meals?
Does not eating right lead to muscle cramps?
I don't know. Doctor's fees are so unreal.
So, that's a peek at my painful pinches
Of poverty, at which my heart wrenches.
Labels:
finances,
meter,
pentameter,
poetry,
rhyming,
true_story
17 August 2015
"Before the Fall" (P.o.t.D. 8/17/15)
Classes start real soon;
Unsure how they'll be paid for...
"It will all work out?"
Unsure how they'll be paid for...
"It will all work out?"
05 July 2015
"Trickle" (P.o.t.D. 7/5/15)
Does your money flow,
Throughout our society?
...Or congeal, like grease?
Throughout our society?
...Or congeal, like grease?
21 May 2015
"Under the Heel" (P.o.t.D. 5/21/15)
I feel such outrage
As the wealthy's money chase
Leaves me desolate.
As the wealthy's money chase
Leaves me desolate.
04 May 2015
"Poverty Laments" (P.o.t.D. 5/4/15)
Life becomes much harder when I'm so poor.
I worry on how I'll catch up on rent,
I can't buy food at the grocery store...
Where, oh where, has all of my money went?
I'm kept under thirty hours at my job,
Paid close to the minimum hourly wage -
So on healthcare.gov, I can still shop,
But without employer help, I do rage!
Sixteen dollars per month, earned in food stamps
Do not stretch very far - maybe four meals?
Does not eating right lead to muscle cramps?
I don't know. Doctor's fees are so unreal.
So, that's a peek at my painful pinches
Of poverty, at which my heart wrenches.
I worry on how I'll catch up on rent,
I can't buy food at the grocery store...
Where, oh where, has all of my money went?
I'm kept under thirty hours at my job,
Paid close to the minimum hourly wage -
So on healthcare.gov, I can still shop,
But without employer help, I do rage!
Sixteen dollars per month, earned in food stamps
Do not stretch very far - maybe four meals?
Does not eating right lead to muscle cramps?
I don't know. Doctor's fees are so unreal.
So, that's a peek at my painful pinches
Of poverty, at which my heart wrenches.
Labels:
finances,
meter,
pentameter,
poetry,
rhyming,
true_story
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