Balancing accounts, my most hated chore,
Invoices piling higher than ever before.
Lists of too many charges haunt me today,
Lamenting the weight of each bill to pay.
Administrator incommunicado
Acknowledging nymphomaniacs
Reclassifying philosophical
Ideologically Transcultural
Pronunciation Calligraphers
Communication demilitarized
Grandstanding orchestration
Carpetbagging adjudications
Redistributed improprieties
Abolitionists brinksmanship
Sarcastically realistically
Craftsmanship flabbergasted
Enlightenment librarianship
Democratically
How much is one’s love worth, if one can put a price?
I can never repay the love I have been shown,
even with my entire life earnings doubled twice…
unpaid love is debt never easy to atone!
the way to settle such debt to earn your soul peace
is to pay back love twice as much as you receive!
3rd placement
Written 21/11/2021,
Six lines - 12 syllables each line,
Bite size poetry contest (27)
Line Gauthier sponsored
The internet providers grin
We are at home locked in
Their gadgets stuck in China
They think their disruption is minor
Security checks your temperature
Offering you a sanitizer adventure
China makes everything you need
Except your staple feed
World Bank and IMF help more, the political core
Offshore accounts to fatten more
We are ready for vaccine trials now
The stronger our fields to plow
Naked on all accounts
I am not perfect
I am not without flaw
Yet you can’t shame me
Because I know who I am and who sent me
I don’t try to hide from you
I don’t want to blend with you
You people of the world
I want to be …
Naked on all
accounts
You can cut my hair
Bald me
Strip me
of everything you call beauty
Take the clothes
Strip me bare
Strip me of everything
you consider fashionable
Let me be
Naked on all accounts
I apologize for everything I did
And for the things I didn’t do
Because all things done and undone
Were imperfect for you
Forgive me
for not listening
For not praying as often as I should
Forgive me for not reading
and preparing myself for the trials that are before me
I could never hide myself from you
To you I am bare
Without covering
You are the Father of all seeing
And to You
I AM NAKED ON
ALL ACCOUNTS!!
Swiss secret bank accounts exposed
The Swiss banks are ordered to show the dirty deeds
of the tory polititian with their hoards of dollar greed,
in this coming age of honesty all will be surveyed,
and the dollars in the kickbacks, all to be displayed,
and the greedy shake in terror of the evil honesty,
as all the swiss of numbers expose their gallantree...
Don Johnson
great mission really
the graft and corruption needs exposing to keep people honest in this very case
What is truth's pure golden nugget?
A debt-free real balanced budget!
The concept is known
But history has shown
Great figures know how to fudge it
Author's note: The right wing wants to pilfer nature's bounty and destroy the natural balance to make us rich because god says it's OK. The left wing wants to do the same--only more slowly and without god. In the end, capitalistic greed is the real evil because it is taking us to a critical point of no return. We really need to stop using smoke and mirrors and do an honest accounting.
Every time I see you,
You make my day.
Has anyone ever made you feel that way?
Every time I see you working diligently
I stop and distract you for a while
We practice some small talk,
I try not to smile
I awkwardly then leave,
Grin and wave.
I tell you "Good Luck!", "Goodbye!" and "Behave!"
When you ask me questions,
I ramble on for days
Because I get so nervous
And only want to stay.
But what I'm really interested in is you.
How you feel and what you're up to
You're the only person in the world
That can make me look forward to accounting
Whenever I walk into class
My heart is pounding.
Just hoping that I can maybe catch your eye
Most of the times I don't
Because you are glued to your book
But all I'm asking for is a simple look.
Not a wink, a wave, a smile, or a "hello"
Just a little thing to let me know
That perhaps I can make it into your mind.
A good Bank keeps things balanced - that's key
But, one thing that sure gets to me
Their counting ain't right
with five windows in sight
It's only two tellers, I see!
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