Numb8rs

Numbers make the world, 
no smiles or batted eyes here
numbers make the world, 
no sticky-sweet fingers or waving palms
numbers rule without qualms

Gross domestic products and 
tonnage of staples on actuarial tables
PSI and APY ratioed percentages
leveraged capitals 
daily numbers of sales calls - 
numbers are to do 'n' all

Numbers make the world, 
no full moon in lapis sky
no fresh-picked basil on peckish plate
no dreaming lovers to salivate
only numbers of bushels per acre
no smokey-sweet of roasted ears

It's numbers that count
no blessings of sermon on the mount
for the numbers shall inherit
by long or short division,
able to sway, today's decision

about what's important, what life is for 
it's all about a number, nothing more,
so don't worry 'bout what's next in store
'cause you can't count on it anymore
- it's days are numbered 

like counting sheep, now close your
eyes, 'n' get some REM sleep
dreaming now of days, away ago,
when it wasn't so - 
that numbers made the world

© Goode Guy 2013-04-01

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