Implored To Persevere

I'm believing that next year, will be better than the last, One thing for sure, I won't dwell in the past. I cannot recall, anything easy or simple, The entire year, I'm in pain and a cripple. I can barely walk, my hips will not engage. I feel helpless, and my temper is in a rage. I'm not able to work, you could say I'm a gimp, Being handicapped, no place for a wimp. I can't get no help, from social security, Government offices, run on inefficiency. I'm not even able to get, decent medical attention, This blows my mind, out of my comprehension. I have a friend, who helps take care of me, Looks like old age, is not hassle-free. January first, I will have Medicare, They charge me 150.00 a month, I have not a penny to spare. I went to court, a judge ruled in my favor, This is where, things began to waiver. Every month, I struggle to pay my rent, Social Security, gives me grief and torment. I hang in there, because this year will be a better year, If nothing else, I'm implored to persevere…. TURBO1904