I wonder why I have I been saved for this.
Joy withers under the weight of this latest wave of sadness
Do my tears please the powers that be?
Am I expected to pay for each smile that escapes,
with the appropriate number of tears?
The demanded compensation
For the briefest moment of laughter
Threatens to bankrupt my heart
I can’t even imagine the misery
If I was foolish enough to fall in love
The cost would seem to be beyond my means.
So it is that in my life
I stride and stagger along my path
Searching for a peaceful respite
Between abundance and famine