Bank Balance

My bank balance
Stood as a false idol 

Insurmountable as bubblegums
The smack of my lips

A Hallelujah
Heralding a full tummy

My fingers lost in wrappers
Spun a yarn
A garment made

To keep my nakedness
Naked
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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