Uneasy, I'm troubled in mind Life's been wholly unkind, I'm low-down and feel 'in sad I've had some luck but all bad. My money has all been spent I'm down to my last red cent, I can't recall just where it went And the landlord wants his rent. All my friends have said so long They left when my money was gone, I'd buy some more if I weren't broke But they ain't no green in my poke. Can't buy no groceries for me to eat Can't pay the electric, I got no heat, They turned off my phone last week And shut off my water at the street. My broken down car is turn 'in to rust Sit 'in in the backyard collect 'in dust It's been collecting for almost a year Patiently waiting, stuck in first gear. My woman left town the other day With my first cousin she ran away Taking everything when she left town She took all that wasn't nailed down. I ain't got two dimes to rub together I got no stash for stormy weather, I'd borrow some if I could get it But with my money went my credit. I'm as close to the bottom as I can be There just ain't no future that I can see, I'm flat broke and miss my honey, What I crave is a little more money. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 05-07-05 Return   Poetry By Ken Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone