A Number None Other Than You Poem by Mark Heathcote

Is it currency to save your love?
Is it equity to feel sad and blue?
What does it channel through you?
Other than own self-importance
now it is only a matter of time
all these cheques and balances
will-be-in harmony or bankrupt?
What honestly can you change?
Or do other than be grateful, thankful
you have parity, you know you.
And it's enough to see you through.
It's not a number owing to another
it's a number beginning with one
a number none other than you.