So Broke It Hurts

So Broke It Hurts! O' debt where is thy wicked and terrible sting sold already are my watch and gold ring Creditors waiting so patiently at my front door hopes of making a truly great score! Fridge quite empty and cupboard so damn bare wife stole it all, even my old grey mare Banker called, warned me I am five grand overdue a dozen more crying they going to sue! Woke early this morn with a wallet quite flat this far down sure isn't where it's at Car taken away last week due to failure to pay power turned off this cold, miserable day No bright side to all this poor, sad calamity even lost my pride and all my humanity Now so poor , can not even pay attention so broke even my dog is held in detention! Robert L. 05-23-2014 I wrote this back in my early twenties. A rewrite from memory since it was one of my poems in the three journals my first ex-wife burned for spite! Five long years I worked average 80 and 90 hour weeks to regain that which I lost in that sad divorce.. Learned what don't kill ya makes ya stronger!! Can laugh about it now but back then it was pure misery! If you've never been there thank your lucky stars or blessings!