2026, WHAT AWAITS US
2026 WHAT AWAITS US
BY ALICE MARAGLIA
I have to say, 2026 seems so near, yet far away
Far from the expectations of a presidency, that
promised so much.
I never did see the sense of giving away all that cash,
when my health insurance is now in the trash.
Pay down the deficit, we ask, while promising our SS won't be touched.
2026, What am I still doing here? At 69, I worked all my life.
Served my country, in debt up to my ass. I see no
reason to stay and see more of the same, Only if and when
I can lay down to sleep, will I embrace the year of 2026.
I said goodbye to family and friends, one after another passed
Sickness, or financial collapse took them too soon.
It makes you wonder, Jesus are you coming, or is that a lie too?
2026, Promises, promises, promises.
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