It's a hot summer morning when I got out of bed
Fearing another day of phone calls I dread.
What do these people want from me?
It's a question that is not easy.
And then the first call of day came,after eight.
He said,"Where is the (&(^ is the money..YOU'RE LATE!"
I did not say a word and decided to hang up on him
I had to do it knowing that my finances were slim.
Then came another call, and then another one
It was getting to the point it was no fun.
The calls that day were none other than relentless
Not easy with no job and I was just pennyless.
So on that hot humid day I stepped outside to let the phone ring
Just to escape the bill collector calls and the misery they bring.
The phone kept ringing while I was pacing out on lawn
Wondering if all the hope I had was truly gone.
But the question that I faced you see
Is yet again...... WHY ME?
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Why me indeed!!
Oh yeah, why you? i always thought it was me,ha,ha and I reckon so does everyone else! you gave me a good laugh outta this one Pat!
good luck mate hope we all win the lotto one day, imagine, all of us, all of the money, all at the same time lol!!
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This is so sad. I am certain many people are asking the same question. The economy is just horrid right now. Just about everyone I know is struggling right now. This was a good write about your struggles. Good luck to you and everyone else just trying to get by.
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Oh, I know where this one is coming from. Been there myself, and worse, (didn't have a phone or a place to put one). Just hang in there dude, the man upstairs never gives you more than you can handle, if you keep the faith.
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Not a fun place to be...I say...save yourself some money and get rid of the phone
Heartfelt write indeed!
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I had to come back and read this again. You may not have lots of money to spread around, but you certainly have plenty of kind words and you are very generous with those! ~ Joyce
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Thanks Joyce. You are a kind. I appreciate you as a friend in poetry.
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well said about an all too common scenario
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Thanks dolphinlass. The picture of myself matches the despair of the poem.
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sale the phone! LOL some time need to smile no matter how bad things get,
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I guess it never ends when you're in a bind again, your word use is great.
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Thanks again for your honesty Celadia. I admire your truth.
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This put a smile on my face, even though I recall similar calls in my own life.
Hope you find a longlost uncle with $$$ or win the lottery.
jjj
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Thanks Judy. I hope you are right.
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Most have been in a patch like this, most can relate...Your relatable writes are always a fresh breath, this here is an exact example.
and remember....this too shall pass.
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I hope you review Why Me? and some of the other poems related to my problem with money. Thanks...it means a lot Jamie.
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I know this feeling well. We hide from the bills. Put them in a drawer unopened and forget about them...but they don't forget about us. They are relentless. They pile up and up and before you know it, you are in deep. Arrears coming out of your ears. They bring fear dread palpatations and even death. Unemployment is the killer here too.
It can happen at any time. When it does, you are always unprepared. It is a hell of a shock to go from earning a decent wage, to virtually nothing. I agree wtih the comment below, you need to SPELL OUT THE WORD. Make your feelings known to the readers. YOUR TRUE FEELINGS.
There is no easy answer to this one my friend. So many questions and so few answers. Your piece is thought-provoking and scary.
All the very best
Wayne Leon
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I have a very close friend (she's really like the sister I never had) who is going through this same dilemma right now.
It's hard. The economy is spiraling downward, unemployment rates, inflation, and prices of goods are all rising simultaneously... it's very hard to make it in the world today.
That may seem ridiculous for a 23 year old to say... but you have to remember that I have scrutinized the details of history all of my life, and I've noticed the patterns that lead to the end of civilizations.
But... on a higher note... I think we have enough hope and diversity to make it through. America will survive and move on to prosper again (though barely)... at least I hope
You will prosper again as well. Just don't give up. Never give up.
I liked your poem. The rhyme is great.
Line 6: "Where is the (&(^ is the money... YOU'RE LATE"
I think you need to take out the first "is", and I'd go ahead and spell out the intended bleeped-out word... but that's just me.
Great job and good luck with your financial situation.
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Thanks again. I appreciate it.
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Life comes at you fast
This is a never ending saga. The reader is taken in for a small tour of life pulled tight as hair tied in a ponytail with a rubberband. The question that prevails is "If anyone gets money, can I be the one?" Couplet work very well. One small nit is the first word (It's?)
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You are right.
It's taken care of. Thanks and I hope you check out my first Why Me? poem. Take care.
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This is written so well. It rings true. I believe it, every word. I, too, often find myself saying "why me?" But I guess the answer is "why not me?" We all go through those hard times, some of us more often than others.
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Hmmmmm...
Curious life is, huh? Yeah, some have never been here and then others seem as if they'll never leave it. This piece nicely depicts the chronic nature of, well...nature. That is, it's in the nature (it seems) for us to ask this question sooner or later. I no there is always someone doing 'better' and someone doing 'worse' than me. It honestly helps a person like me who values my 'balance'. Thanks for the mirror...
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Second chapter
of the book you are writing?
I know it is a true story, but the ending has not happened and you are moving in the right direction for a happy ending.
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There is more coming Jim. I appreciate your comments.
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Pat another great write so often I ask myself what do these poeple want from me and I never hear an answer
love the rev papa
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I think Rev, you and I are in the same boat. We are both poor and hurting. Thanks. I am glad we are friends.
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I feel the anguish, your hurt and the pain
the hopelessness, the squirm in your brain
Things do get better, the dark times do end
think in the positive, and lean on a friend
rudolf
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You are a victim of the world you were born into and face the same decision of every man who is thrown into this system: acquiesce or fight? Apathy or revolution? Apathy is easy, revolution is so hard it kills most.
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WE all know tis feeling to some extent.You ain't alone...Nicepart two.
Much love,
Heather
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This is a hammer that reflects the nails driven in many of us. I love the reality of your rites and find this one to be as great as each. Thanks for sharing the emotion and life my friend
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Thanks.
Thanks again. Glad to know you liked this. Take care.
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Hi Bubba ~
Country Cousin is right....you are not alone in this......as we sit and watch billions go to another country, for a frikkin war no less..... and our lives here are going down the drain.....swirling out of control, like a pond of stagnated waters, stinking up the soils of our great country.........but.....is it great anymore?
We, the people.......left behind once again by politicians and their polluted heritage of old money.......................where did the great U S of A go?
Great write Bubba.....I wish this was in a contest.....and it's a great part II......I am looking forward to the afternoon and evening parts :)
Brother Bear ~
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THANK YOU!
THANK YOU MY BUBBA FRIEND.The afternoon and evening versions will come out soon. I am glad you and I are brothers in poetry. By the way check out my other new one and let me know what you think.
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Perhaps.
I know this feeling only too well, perhaps debt consouling willl help. Or just simply let an attorney help with what he can. But you are not alone in this.
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LOL...or perhaps go live under a bridge and spend the day rummaging through trash cans looking for empty bottles!!
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