I won't blame you
for leaving me,
if I lose my job,
become really poor,
and don't even
have the ability
to look after myself
let alone you.
I won't blame you,
for deserting me,
when my luck
takes a turn
for the worse,
when each new day
seems worse
than the previous.
I won't blame you
for the abandonment,
because I'm lost,
middle aged
and unemployable.
BUT
if I make it really good,
and have all the money
you ever dreamt,
plus all the 5 or 6 Cs
you ever craved,
just why the fuck
should I stay?
