Don Conoscenti

after my money is gone will i still have my dignity? or anything to call my own when the world makes a slave out of me? after my years have run out and society turns a cold shoulder, what will it all have been about if no one gives a damn when you're older? out here at the end of my rope do i dwell on how badly i've blown it? or fall with poise and grace towards the end of the world as i've known it?