LAST DANCE
Green grass
Silver lining
Fenced existence
Gold mining
Nowhere fast
Ship sinking
Present past
Reality drinking
Hard life
Working man
Unending strife
Tin canned
Pounding street
Days long
Nothing there
So wrong
Plain unfair
No degree
Something there
Never seen
No chance
Greedy hollow
Last dance
Full sorrow
Time came
Now tomorrow
Still same
Beg borrow
David L. Bowman
2-2-09