Is the cost of true living more than life itself?
It’s a question that’s asked often this time of year.
Sam needs fistfuls of dollars to keep him afloat,
So he says, but the dollar is just a bank note.
It depreciates for those encumbered in fear.
There’s no wonder the leprechaun is a green elf.
To accumulate cash, then protect the big stash
From the hands of the state, is the story of life.
A balloon that’s inflated can hold lots of air.
But as soon as it bursts, there’s much cause for despair.
I make, cumulatively, my notions of strife
Such a reason to make life a paperwork trash.
I made out like a bandit this time. So did he.
Is the system so flawed that it can’t be that way?
…Just a few dollars shy of my having to claim
Any social security – My, what a game!
It is one, as I’m human, I’m willing to play.
I depreciate less when I’m willing to be.