Plastic
by William Manchee — Read all 38 poems by William Manchee
They came from everywhere
Over here and over there
The mail, the phone the mall
Unsolicited, one and all
Get them one, two or ten
Don’t wait—pick up the pen
It’s a simply wonderful game
All you do is sign your name
Now jump for joy, and yell, hooray!
Cause baby they’re on their way
Dillards, Penneys to name a few
Visa, Mastercard and Amex Blue
You can live the American dream
Stand up now and let out a scream
Buy it now, no money down
You’ve got credit all over town
Sit back and watch your dreams come true
Don’t worry only pennies due
For Moses it was manna provided by the Lord
No need to sit around the house so bored
Now its silver, gold and platinum too
Macy’s, Sears to name just two
Cars, clothes, a ten day cruise
Gambling, clubs and lots of booze
You’ve got it all and then some more
Until the bills flood in the door
It cannot be, I didn’t spend that much
Just a few odds and ends and such
Eighteen, Twenty, Twenty-four
Interest, interest, bills galore
Oh my God, it’s all a scam
To steal my life, I’m in a jam
Collectors call day and night,
My balances are out of sight
I can’t sleep or think
Go to work, eat or drink
My lover scorns me, yells and screams
God, what happened to my dreams?
Letters come demanding blood,
Tears from my face do flood
My lovers’s gone, couldn’t take the heat
I’m hear alone, tired and beat
Is all that’s left bankruptcy?
What was my sin? Idolatry
I see it now, clear as glass
I fell in love with cold, hard cash
Visa, Mastercard, Amex Blue
Lucifer got his due
Saturday, March 2, 2002
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You hit it right on the head. The sad thing is that this is all too true blue!
Where did all this truth get buried .
This should be posted honey! EVERYWHERE!
Tell these young people.
Victoria