I am running out of time,
Failing to make a single dime.
I cannot make it count,
My little secret is out.
I think I was born to fall,
Faster than one can say crawl.
My head is full of nonsense,
So much for my presence!
It is the dizzy feel of it,
That has "sleezy" on my mind.
There's an easier way to eat,
But it's not quite right.
They should have warned me,
When the pregnancy was declared.
Maybe I would have came out,
With every piece of me prepared.
Easy Way Out
Julie Rose Hlongoane
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