I have stopped
Doing good for now
It is costing me too much
Like the sales seasons
Reduced to clear of summers
Wear no longer on the racks.
Debt collection
Has become too much
Of a hustle now
As agreed rejected now
Having to chase
Dear old regret
Just to put things back
In their rightful place
Back to order
Loosing on opportunity cost
Where whole meal is now
Reduced to piece meal
I am forced
To pick crumbs off
The table
Less than bite size to nible on
When it is my own cake
To have
I called a guy
Who owed me one
He did not pick
The next time we spoke
It was all awkward
Why awkward
When I am
Just taking back my own
Owed me
Why gain interest of stress
As value added
On loans given
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