A Dying Trade

what a tired pitiful thing
all the noise made overselling
a debased and devalued trade
under whelmed and oversate
how far will we bend to make ends meet?
abundant disposable things
in a world that is ever-drying
there’s no fleeting intangible thing
that will make this dry riverbed flow
but when every well has been drained
and each mouth is raw and parched
where will we draw vitality from?
how far must we bend to make ends meet
beaten down and bowed to the breaking point
there is no defeat
I will find a way to make ends meet