It was a fallacy that ate at his soul.
no one had explained it. But its toll
was breaking his heart and the
children’s home. As the money mounted
in his loan.
——
She was hoping that it was not true
as she eyed the data of what is due,
Each tiny zero was impossibly round,
the bank would foreclose and so, all
would be gone.
——-
They looked at their savings interest low,
they looked at he bills, wondered just how
they’d pay what’s owed before red bills arrived
and pain set in.
—–
Twas Brexit that boldly brought it on them all,
Twas Brexit that made their savings fall,
Each lie they told, an albatross for the poor,
Each truth they hid only brought them more
of wily wealth.
