You never know...

You never know
What the morrow brings,
The market crashes
And your portfolio sinks,
Banks go broke,
And your money
Goes up in smoke,
Bonds are worthless,
Dollars are devalued
And your funds
Are swallowed.

A spouse may suddenly
Turn out to be gay,
Meet someone else,
Take your funds
And run away.

You sleep in your bed,
Have a heart attack,
In the morn you're dead.

With a pink slip
You're suddenly fired
All jobs went to China
And you can't get hired,
Lose your car and home,
As a homeless you're retired,
Sleep on a sidewalk's stone.

Doctor tells you
In six months you'll die,
It's cancer - that's why,
Tough, 'cause after
You were fired
Your health care expired,
They cut the funds on Medicaid
And there simply is no aid.

So, live it up day by day,
Furious and fast,
Your luck may not last
For you never know
How the morrow will go...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz