Life Style
As mail brings new bills to pay,
How much more will I need?
This sinking feeling rapes my day;
A dank, dark cloud indeed.
I spend more than I make
No matter how I’ve planned.
With this life style, each move I take
Sinks deeper in quicksand.
Where I live and what I drive
Are images I have to show.
They’re testimony that I thrive
Near the precipice, I know.
The solution is make more, spend less,
But I won’t change life style.
With every bill I can’t address
Facing reality in a while.
I keep worrying, though keep spending
So this life style can live on.
There’s no thought as to its ending,
Or what I’ll do when it’s gone.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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