The death and the murder
the poorest and poorer
Poured deep into society quietly politely ignored
Stored washed ashore and death do us part
sweet good intention don’t mention break of heart
Disaster never ends but always seems to start
One more life one more smile cry and buried 6 feet
Deep, this cut, this blood this casual leap
hang me from your heights, your great peaks
Leave me nothing faster as I go for what I’m after
where at the end of the tunnel I find laughter
the shortest distance between two bitter ends is a struggle
Hush! keep light foot with this – that I smuggle

I can’t lose more when I have nothing
blessings will cost you ten fold in cursing
My furies are the drunk drivers, the dealers, the child abusers
The judicial system, the Christians, the morals, the beggars and choosers
Bureaucracy in toxicity don’t you know how to swallow?
Don’t you know that I have nothing I cannot follow?
Every closed door is laughing at me
I can’t walk out, can’t even just be
frustrated with these nails in my feet
Keeps me stuck to you, and this, and everything I can’t beat
A testament to my limitations- I am still here
What I don’t suffer is what I will have to fear

You create your own limits.