Instead of pennies it rains bills,
Debts trickle then pour
Drenching me against my will, as hands tied I try to wriggle free
from my financial captivity.
Lenders circle, eager for their share, a pound of flesh,
As with impassioned pleas, I fall to my knees and beg
Like an impoverished dog for more time.
For a single dime of my own.