Goode Guy Poet Rhyme

Ode Underwater

I've got this listing, sinking feeling
that I owed most of my life to my bank.
Hands in the air, reaching for debt ceiling,
yet another fine mess, with no one to thank.

Guns all put down, the pen reigns mightier
can't fight the bank, let alone hit myself.
Contracts contracted, assurances flightier
seems the whole world's overextended itself.

I ode some words, I owed some dollars
'course everyone I talk to is in the same boat.
Can't answer my phone for collecting callers,
looking to ourselves, line of credit, to float.

I'm maxed they've determined, but I'm appealing
my mortgage, in arrears, beyond my credit score.
All my creditors say that defaulting is stealing
I gave a stone and blood, still they want more.

Seems to everyone, I owe myself, that's no joke
shouldn't be depressed, but maybe I oughter.
Dunno if I'm myself, or like all nations folk,
I've underwritten much of this ode underwater.

'course if I owe some B and B owes to C 
and C owes somebody else...well back to me,
then it seems that we all owe to each other,
our mountain of debt is brother to brother.

Would some rebalancing of our balance sheets
starve our children, kick us out into streets?
Maybe we should waive our bankruptcy hearing
and admit it's to life we're really endearing.

© Goode Guy 2011-06-10

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Vince Suzadail Jr. June 14, 2011 at 5:29 PM Congrats Goode Guy on your realistic poem being featured. After putting twins through college (3 colleges) I can relate to this one. Vince

Carol Sunshine Brown June 13, 2011 at 11:06 AM Congratulations on your featured poem this week G G. Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta June 13, 2011 at 10:40 AM My congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Goode

Mike Dailey June 11, 2011 at 8:15 AM I had to put on my glasses. I thought this was an Ode to Underwear and I was intregued with the title. Now you have to write one with that title. Mike

Elizabeth Wesley June 10, 2011 at 6:57 PM A great poem Guy, more truth than most would like to admit

Poet Destroyer A June 10, 2011 at 3:32 PM Goodey Guy, A very deep sinking thought. you are right even if we are " " free " " we still owe the bank half of it all.. and its like my son says... " mom i don't want my money in the bank! They are all tigers swimming in the water looking for prey in the wrong places!" one must eat and not end up on the street. But, the nation and its way... what a starvation and image to google it all first... enjoyed,..Linda