The Downturn- a new poem

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Please critique! The Downturn (dedicated to May) You are a single mother working two jobs struggling to survive yet another recession. no official will admit. During the week you run a daycare gently guiding the next generation. Every Friday through Sunday, you support me, For an average of 18 hours a week a fellow poet whose words you respect- cleaning, typing, washing, talking. On Friday, you explain the price of gas to this non-driver, saying one gallon will mow your lawn once. It costs $4 per mowing, Including spark plugs, wear/tear, and what not. You tell me you mow your lawn 56 times per year skipping the winter months. You spend $224 yearly only to manicure grasses. You make $8.78 an hour after taxes- which average 19% per check- and sacrifice almost a week and a half of pay per year just to make your yard attractive Bummer, bumper sticker , I aspire to place somewhere on my wheelchair someday expounds “When Bush took office gas was $1.46.” Using today’s tax rates, and accounting for your secondary profession’s meager 72 cent total pay increase in nearly eight years; I calculate that before the Bush regime took effect It only costs approximately $112 a year to mow- a 50 percent savings. The writer in me wonders what this all means, I haven’t figured it out yet, but I know there’s a poem somewhere among sad facts.