quarters for fare for the buses quarters run machines in the laundromats quarters to park the car in the cities quarters feed hungry slot machines quarters to have a turn in the arcades quarters buy you ice cream from the ding ding man flip a quarter in the fountain for a tide of good will not bothering to pick up a fallen quarter i dropped crawling under a table to take a forsaken quarter collecting my quarters to buy expired bread and cigarettes down at the hobo store a quarter tank of gas to get through the week a quarter bag of weed to last a week a quarter bottle of vodka has no effect a quarter of a decade to break stubborn silence from my parents a quarter of a year to make a gift for a friend that was i have been all of these people i see how the system and life slowly withers us down quarter by quarter like the outsider to be quartered by horses for living differently the business suit who sells its soul for a quarter billion in profit a quarter million slaves who died for the rich the innocent prisoner who has only served a quarter of his sentence a runner who can't finish the last quarter mile a worker laid off after spending a quarter of their life at a company to be replaced by cheaper labor a soldier who dies a quarter way through the battle a quarter of orphans who were never chosen the baby who only lived a quarter hour after birth the mother who died a quarter hour after giving birth quarters we gain quarters we lose, a constant give and take but surely life erodes us quarter by quarter and i'll try to be able to spare you a quarter if you want one but i can't promise i'll always have one to give sometimes I might need a quarter from you |