Nadia

Spit saliva on your hands, have another crack, get yourself up to dance, glide over the wretched times, drink, play and stack, your songs down laughter lines, singing childless and cramped, throw salt behind your back, you always make the stand, measured by your signs, your family decides to attack, your dream of everything fine, how you suffer under lights, what lives inside never lasts, giving money makes you wise, stand by an unlit lamp, drawing their fire,facing facts, those who hear your plans, won't forget generous acts.