Most of us, are wondering, are
the good times gone, for good?
Will we be able to pull together
and be back, the way it should?
It certainly is, a scary thought,
for we all don't like what we see.
And how can we not be upset,
when it's affecting you and me?
There's so much we'd like to do,
but we know we have to pull back.
It makes you kind of angry, for it's
the funds, that most of us, lack!
How, do we get by tomorrow, when
it's hard to get by today? There's
many things we can do without,
but a lot we still, have to pay!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem