The trauma faced resides in families
Over a distance;
Waiting with a lump sum in their wealth
To bury me!
Our favourite names spelt correctly
Listed alphabetically on that policy
I saw and wiped my tears
The cash depends on my life
Yet I breathe, as they wonder if
I’ll soon die
The dreams I own fade
Poor dead child, more lump sum in
It was never a lie
And I refuse to die!
