Of credit and debit cards

A financial satire

I dont have a credit card

They found me unworthy to own one

The person called Sibil has a auto-credit worthiness Sigil

They said I failed the minimum balance run

Now i can grow me own potatoes and plant me own rice and i dont need a freezer to make milkshake with ice
I can bake my own bread with raw flour of ragini or maize and drink from the fountain of purity and taste
I can grow me own cashew plants from last years kernels that have dried but havent given up on life yet
I can make me own lemonade from the lemons from the old Orchard

The debit card says I can give you some pay if only you'd let some money stay
The Atm smiles if you have deposited yesterday and frowns if you have withdrawn today
But from late June to new May God knows every good day I've tried to save everywhichway

And then the bills from the bullboard visit you without doubt and you gotta hurry without tarrying no bush- beating or cursing
Cause great-grammy says every morsel of grain before I put in my mouth has the name written of the one I owe it to and so I remember and gratefully eating while sending a blessing

Author's Note

Please dont mind