American Dollars

Ludmilla read the planets.
Hasia read the cards.
Fenya read the omens.
Mary read the charts.

Each one in her own right
knew what would happen next.
Each one in her own right
was right until the end.

The planets kept on shifting.
They cards they did not lie.
The omens were all bad ones.
Mary read the skies.

The birds just kept on flying.
The stars blinked in the night.
Mary kept of crying.
The fish, they swam on by.

The antelope kept grazing.
The children kept on playing.
Each door knocker hung limply
waiting to be used.

The breeze it swayed the curtains.
The windows were ajar.
The suitcases stood packed.
The tickets all arranged.

Nobody came back there.
The plans did not realize.
They caught her in the passage.
They stopped her in her tracks.

Instead of a reunion
a memory remained.
Instead of a new life
an old one laid to rest.