In the end has come the day,
Day to test your fortune.
Want or not, you have to pay
For the dreams you've tortured.

Search in pockets, roll up sleeves -
It's the worst detention.
Do with patience all it gives,
Fear to loose attention.

Have no cash? It's not so bad.
You can give your feeling.
You have some, if you not dead,
Find a way for dealing.

Time will past, you will be lost
In your real  minutes, 
Without movement, without thoughts,
Like an empty peanut.