Love

Death

& Taxes

Blood

Sweat

& Tears

he hadnt put them together before

maybe he was just thick

they jived

he had oodles to say of Death & Taxes

                                       though Death exhausted himtoo many dead in a short time aunt uncle daughter mother niece neighbours a best childhood friend 

                                                   felt like a sadistic carnival barker had set up shop and was jeering Step right up! Step right up, Ladies and Gentlemen! Step this way! Freakish death your fancy? Just behind this curtain, step right up, guaranteed to curl your hair!

his daughter was deathly ill when his aunt and uncle died he didnt have time to mourn  when his daughter died grief swept him up like a tsunami he was still spinning and flailing just under the surface when his mother died two weeks later

       itd been like that since 

he had yet to properly mourn his daughter

his mother would be next

terrible to have to prioritise ones grief

Taxes

they taxed him

paying tributes

why was he paying tribute to an assbackward system that celebrated and catered to the wealthy zealously  myopically  while it turns its eyes askance when challenged to regard the monstrous portion of Americans who struggled every day to keep their heads above water  keep Americas Free Market lubricated with their blood

ably the system sustained the rude pyramidthe pinnacle of pearly Haves towering above the base rheumy Have-Nots

theyre not as pretty

the system was devious manipulative  crass

he stuck with Love and Death

Money cant buy ya Love

Money cant buy-off Death 

1150,  Thursday,  13  2. 20

1101,  Thursday,  13  8. 20

Beatles  Can’t Buy Me Love  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBSpmoA8V78