Life after accountancy

I dined on wine and lettuce leaves

and all the surfeit money brings.

I swam with sharks and ate them up,

Oh, how I filled my selfish cup;

And every corner that I trod

some little trinket I partook;

Oft times for sport, (though most

for gain) and never let the rumour

start that I was empty in my heart.

But sinners turn, or so they say,

from hunter to suppliant prey;

and thus on Sundays I aspire

to cast away all of desire;

Give back with equal amplitude,

and trust a prayer may just suffice,

(though quietly I say amen twice)

You know, a kind of just in case

before I leave this lovely place.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Of course I had to read this one to the bottom line. Love the whimsy of the title. And also the uppettyness of verse 1. The moral shift in verse 2 is the most important bit though, with the back firmly turned on more youthful ambition, indulgence, success etc and the focus shifting to a moral sort of accounting where money and numbers do not feature. The first verse serves to accentuate the second perfectly - with a flawless gear change.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Wow a very deep and intriguing piece Beccy. Full of mixed emotions. I forgot we had passed in the night previously. Perhaps under my real name?

[MsJewel]

I love the message you have shared in this well written poem - kind of tongue in cheek. Truly a delight to read.

Julie

[~]

Some good duties you've performed through meter and wit. Love how the words just roll making sweet music. :D

[Julia Mars]

Lol. Twice just in case. That is not a bad idea!
Loved this.

[Simon Welsh]

I like the use of verbose terms. Makes it refreshing to seeing the same old crapola all the time. Nicely written.

[W R Stowe]

From seeing this I imagine you would like Crunch Time I wrote today nicely put Amen

[emmajoy]

Love it.. laughed aloud and still grinning! There's wit and metre, tongue in cheek fun and truth in your poem. When you consider six days in which to be the one side of self and only one day to be the other, think this: it's hard being an earth-bound angel but, one can try!

[CD Campbell]

Hi Beccy. I don't recognize the form off the bat and really don't care if there is one. This was an easy read and I enjoyed it immensely. Nothing else to say but thanks for bringing your work to my attention. CD