A Free Meal? Poem by RIC BASTASA

you like free meals
they taste so well
nothing is bitter
everything is sweet

why do you like a free meal?
you save much for yourself.
why do you save much and not
spend anything for yourself?
you are into the vice of misery.
You are the miser storing much
and still beg for more
hence the free meal.

there is no such thing as a free meal
if you only know the real score
you could not have eaten that free meal on the table.
everyday you eat this unnecessary gratitude
tomorrow you shall pay it

with what? your dignity,
even your whole life.