They are taking his family home today <br />My friend called to ask if I could help prevent it <br />The auction starts promptly at two pm <br />Right there on his dream house’s front lawn <br />All the vultures, buzzards and birds of prey <br />Will wait with their drool cups in place <br />Perched with sharp pencils and talons ready <br />To rip this poor man’s heart from his chest <br />His wife and family built the house themselves <br />Drove every nail, hung every rafter and placed every brick <br />So as it would protect and shelter them through any storm <br />But one.... <br />Turns out they weren’t covered for a flood <br />Of bad luck with a little bit of thievery thrown in <br />Crooked banks and lenders gave them easy money when times were good <br />Now they want it all back with interest and blood to boot <br />With a racketeer’s ransom they hold this family hostage <br />To what could be called an execution…. <br />Sure, you could say they were careless with their money <br />Who amongst us could see a debilitating illness coming <br />Both he and his wife were suddenly struck down and disabled <br />Shortly after a son blew out his brains with his new shotgun <br />All because he couldn’t face the future <br />My friend called this morning…..to tell me they were taking his home <br />And after a long pause he said, <br />“Maybe my boy knew something” <br />I know what he meant, as I’ve been thinking a lot about it too <br />Sometimes Life is just not worth what we pay for it<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/facing-foreclosure-or-closure-with-a-shotgun-or-a-prescription-of-pain-killers/
