At the Corner of Blank and Nowhere

The discomfort of withdrawal

Poverty rolls off ours backs

Onto the shoulders of our children

I’ve been strung up by

The bootstraps I tried

Pulling myself up with

No hope for a better future

Just hope for bitter acceptance

Steal it all away

Rob me of my youth and joy

In this cacophony

Discord bleeds in my ears

Muted by my fears

Yet still I find harmony.

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