Everything Costs Something

Everything costs something, nothing is free

Even a moment of joy, a single solitary moment

Means coming agony

If you find peace, anger and frustration are coming

Solace and comfort, discord and grief

Contentment, misery

Abundance?

Abundance will soon be followed by an

abysmal dearth of everything good and pleasing

Everything costs something, nothing is free

Those kind words spoken in effigy

Are soon to be your eulogy

An abundance of gifts leads to an abundance of nothing

Nothing has meaning and everything is useless

Plenty darkens in scarcity

In your despair nothing that was good will repair

nothing left in the larder answers the pangs that knock harder

Everything costs something, nothing is free

Rich, fine clothes now rags they become

In come worms, long you are done