"NO MONEY IN MY WALLET"

I was not going to write this true story, but it's not all about me, but other folks too. It is a scenario that could have been avoided with proper communication and not so aloof communication with Vocal and the writers. So, I am writing this to breathe in, breathe out, cry but not pout but scream in my way of lyrics and a song to break down barriers to communication between VOCAL and writers.

"NO MONEY IN MY WALLET"

"TO BE OR NOT TO BE I AM RICH IN SPIRIT"

I have a story to tell

How money is supposed to make my wallet swell

But it Is no longer there.

I swear.

I paid 9.99 to Vocal this month.

On my stipend to keep my plus afloat

Then I had paid $99 but changed for monthly

To help me buy food and gas. or electricity

But documents were sent from Vocal about my yearly payment

Of $99,

No rhyme here,

After shedding a tear,

I paid $99 and $9.99.

To now make this rhyme

The documents claimed the 99 bucks’ payment was legit.

So, the bank took the money back out of my account.

I am without money for food, gas, or electricity.

So, it is to be,

To go as far as to pray

I can talk to a human on Vocal.

As I have made twenty-four bucks from commission from 2023 to 2024

I had paid monthly beginning this month in 2024.

So as before

I shall use my $2 to buy food, gas, and electricity.

So, it is to be

I shall be Vocal in this prose.

Of rhymes and complaining about no communications through actual voice so I shall do what I do best be vocal about writing

As I was trained at Cal State LA

Back in the day,

As I cry my tear

In this birthday month of this 2024 year

I shed a tear.

Living on air as I sigh

Why?

Communicate

Elaborate

Negotiate

I lost my case,

At chase

As I opened it

Now it is closed, and I am broke.

So, tell me please,

How can we communicate?

Please Vocal

Talk to me

Writing is my gift.

The way of life

To keep me out of strife

But I am sad

At 75

Disabled I am,

Diet restrictions,

Not addictions.

Thank you Vocal

For being so vocal

Call me

Talk to me

Zoom meeting with me,

I have at least three-monthly zoom meetings with another writer’s blog

Not smog,

But only $5 a month but no commission.

Now to go to my back pages of time,

To create a rhyme,

Of no money,

To be this time,

I cry.

I sigh.

Why?

I have a story to tell

How money is supposed to make my wallet swell

But it Is no longer there.

I swear.

I paid 9.99 to Vocal this month.

On my stipend to keep my plus afloat

Then I had paid $99 but changed for monthly

To help me buy food and gas. or electricity

But documents were sent from Vocal about my yearly payment

Of $99,

No rhyme here,

After shedding a tear,

I paid $99 and $9.99,

To now make this rhyme.