'Living Within Our Means' - Poem by Linda Winchell
The world is tightening up their belts
with less food now belts their wastes can fit.
There is less money to toss to the wind
and fewer marks for them now to hit.
Markets dropping down to depressions low
less spending by us all.
World watching it all happening daily
death of our great nation, prosperities fall.
Teaching us to live within our means
allowing us to see, the blessings of less spending.
Taking time to help our neighbors in need
a hand long needed, now are lending.
The world has done this to themselves
living higher upon that fatted hog.
Now living on streets and in shelters
some sleeping on park benches
while others glance over, out walking dogs.
Life has a way of bringing us to our knees
when hitting us below our belts.
While now living within the means we've created
taking us down a knotch or two, is felt.
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