Balance Sheet

the math is sobering,
you’re being swallowed into a pit
of darkness, death and despair
because the balance sheet is
stating the obvious,

you already know it,
your house is made of deuces
and jokers wild and the Jack
Daniels is flowing through
their blood vessels at speeds
faster than sound,

like electricity or light,

each month that passes,
the dollar shrinking due
to frivolity and the general
rising of living costs,

from gasoline to food to
alcohol and pornography,

it’s all rising like the river
in Duluth during that one
catastrophic downpour,

and the tears flowing from
the ocular cavities mimic
that event ever so clearly,

the basic of operations
are the ones doing them in,

the means are becoming minimal and
are sending them into the house of hock,

no wonder the bureaucrats in the
District of Columbia don’t take the
electorate seriously because many of
their own houses are in disarray,

that may explain why the greenback
might go the way of the euro,

inflation sucks but men are the sum
total of their decisions,
positive and negative alike,

credits and debits in the
abstract balance sheet called life,

when the average citizen lacks capital,
why should the capitol take him  or her
seriously?

but the larger picture will stay out of focus
because the normal eye view is scattershot too,

the spreadsheet is there and the figures on it
show the harshest of truths,

being overextended is a death sentence on the
mind or spirit or what have you,

the algebra may be sobering but it turns a
stomach like a belly washed with bathtub gin,

the balance on the spreadsheet will be collected
by the creditors just like Death collects on the soul,

welcome to the balance sheet nightmare

Reviews

[_mal]

You always manage to cut to and expose the core of things

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, _mal.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

What an amazing poem....balance sheet nightmare, from that all the scenarios, covered in depth, emotional aspects.... outstanding piece :D

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you, Yas.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Life is a balancing act we must decide whether its right or wrong.
Excellent write

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks a bunch, Mauricio.

[Mauricio Montoya]

you're welcome, its a piece that makes you think.

[Robin]

yeah , too many never do the math ...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Agreed, it's sobering in that regard too.