Tag: money

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (5)

Cross-legged In repose against the couchin a criss-cross plunging V-cut top –breasts betrayed, legs splayed.She sat carefree, cross-legged as if to say“Enjoy the view,”as if worn to be seen or complimented –her lacy lingerie, the showing off of a thighthat advertises her youth –curves… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (5)”

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (4)

Born Again Papa is born againthis new spirit in him –crinkled eyes, fading skinbald-head, graying side-burnsis dogged. Many thirty-year-olds or even lessare responsive, like Lydia was to Paulthis good news –Money, Power, and Confidencewhich were elusive at tender years. It is difficult and different… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (4)”

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (1)

This week we explore five poems highlighting a crisis older adults go through. A phase when falling health distorts their anatomy or worst a stage some feel they could be happier by making adverse changes in their life, and they feel the urge to… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (1)”

9 to 5

To spend your life livingin fear and ignorancenever exploring your dreamsis cruel. To work hard for moneythinking it will buy youall things that will make you happyis crueler. To wake up in the middleof the night terrified by bills,is a horrible way to live.More… Continue Reading “9 to 5”

Inheritance

I – all my father bequeathed mewere good name n’ honesty – a treasure,so rich to pay for Tomorrow’s fare –value beyond measure. A bureaucrat, resorting to vile schemesto covet commonwealth to bestow to his childrenmy father did not, nor did his fathers before… Continue Reading “Inheritance”

Good, God!

Good, God! A word was once saidof your persecuted devotees – Christians:“Faith and virtue runs in their tribe”;conmen now man churches, they’vesold your Jesus for a new master – MoneyNaira is now Alpha and Omegacommerce, mega domes n’ elegant altersis now fad – the… Continue Reading “Good, God!”

Money is Only Paper

He’s mad,if a man is after moneylike a fugitive on the run.He’s a capitalistif he keeps itby whatever means necessary –ruining anyone solely for profit. He’s a playboyif he spends itwithout a careon booze n’ boobs.A never-do-wellif he doesn’t get itat the dint of… Continue Reading “Money is Only Paper”

A Sermon

7 Social Sins there are:Wealth without work.Pleasure without conscience.Knowledge without character.Commerce without morality.Science without humanity.Worship without sacrifice.Politics without principle. Copyright © Frederick Lewis Donaldson |1925 Frederick Lewis Donaldson (1860-1953) was an Anglican priest, well known as the Red Vicar of St Mark’s Leicester, and… Continue Reading “A Sermon”

The Gospel…

Happy are you o man, who finds meYour paths of inquiry into my abode not withstandingFor I answer everything you call meHave done so with no iota of my wits bending. Happy you are if you house me in your roomI am money, I… Continue Reading “The Gospel…”

Laments

                       1. While I was pleasuring you, Time took flight n’ Life pass’d me by. I should have been searching for a lifetime partner – someone to raise a family with. Instead, I was… Continue Reading “Laments”