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.
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