By Crystevin
Date: 17 June 1999

Brother, can you spare a dime?

Struggling 
with the inner balance
of self-preservation
and love
i accept defeat
and hit the street.

The victor is either
but certainly not me
for the turmultuous
process
drives me insane
and leaves me
wondering
when
can it end.

Survival may be
for the fittest
but i'm weary
and out of shape
weakened
by apathy
slapped
by reality
down
for the count.

downtrodden, 
i ponder.
aimlessly.
i wander.
in search of
answers
that i hide from myself.
for the truth
lies within me,
yet escapes me
brother, can you spare a dime?