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When the money is no more

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By Christopher BeardPublished 6 months ago • 1 min read
When the money is no more
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No use crying poor

Won't be able to buy anymore

Wanted to eat

But there was no meat

Walked down the street

But there was no one to meet

Took a seat

No one to greet

Everything was deplete

This was so bleak

Wanted to buy

But stores were no more

Didn't matter if you were rich or poor

It was all out the door

Didn't matter who you called

Even if you were bored

There was nothing anymore

Needed someone to meet

Try to find out if we could eat

There were no more places to cheat

Nothing left on the street

Couldn't even shop

Hard to even find anything to swap

Even if you could you wouldn't get a lot

Everyone had lost the plot

Went to get some goods

They said that I couldn't

Wondered why I wouldn't

Didn't let me as they had never met me

I asked who I should see

They said there was no one except me

I asked why I couldn't buy

Was told that you are not allowed to lie

Thought I was going to die

Wondered how I would survive

Didn't seem like there would be any reprive

Just wanted to get it

But they said I didn't have any credit

Had a few things on my list

Was hoping they would get the gist

They just said I needed the thing on my wrist

Must have been an opportunity I missed

The scenario is something that happened without a care for any law

Something you might want to explore

This is what happened when the money is no more

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    Written by Christopher Beard