Bad Poetry on the Other Side

Whatever the world demands from me

I can't give anymore

It's always more

even when I've given everything

I can't afford the woman I love

I can't afford the kids I made

I can't afford the society in which I live

I can't afford the world at large

Do not confuse afford with money

though I have no more of that

You take without asking

Accept with out gratuity

It shall be easy drink

though the scenery may change

from being ever shuffled around

by the men with the gold

So drink some more

I'll love them all

I'll drink even more

I'll hate them more than I did before

I quit