dont you wish
to run and hide
and avoid the time
of month
that has come
as paying the bills
with no money at hand
to spend as you wish
but then think of all
the madness that will
come and tear out
your throat
as money in hand
would be fear but then
no worries about
bills to pay but fun time
soaking up
the sun in maui
and embracing the world
with no worries or crime
yet to see
raise your head high
with a bottle of wine to dine
and dont worry about
your empty piggy bank
for there is more men on land
to see

Wow! I never thought you can be poetic when it comes to money matters. I feel your worries. :(

When Goldie glitters on your palm
Poetry slips out the back door
and when Goldie leaves..

The sad fact is somewhere in between, we live

A spirited poem by OP
But the last two lines worry me a bit