Not a Dime

Dean Traylor is a freelance writer and teacher who writes about various subjects, including education and creative writing.

I

Not a dime to my name;

it’s always the same.

The bills drain you dry,

and there’s no one to blame.

II

A dollar here, a dollar there,

it vanishes in thin air.

All those sweat and tears

just leaves you bare.

III

I wish I could save

Instead of getting swept by this wave.

But by the end of the month

it’s more money I desperately crave.

IV

And the reason you say?

Well, money has a way

to feed and clothe you

while taking your freewill away.

V

And suddenly you can’t save a dime

in this heady time.

Bills amass

as my account's a scene of a crime.

© 2022 Dean Traylor