Thin red deadline dividing debt
from freedom's thread fails, hammer falls,
hope lies, shattered, heart upset.
Assets scattered, what recalls
joys' flashbacks, options carefree met,
when ambition's promise palls?
It's too tempting to forget
future light when darkness calls,
leave trust in trust to others. Yet
although brain's stormed by unkind squalls,
trembles facing fearful fret,
life's slings and arrows, faith's wraith galls,
banks' blank cheque checks, foreclosure's threat;
another chance, another bet?
win spins weal's wishing wheel from rough,
scales tough jail walls, calls fate's bait bluff.
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