A lot of us are back to the daily toil and are now facing those post-Christmas bills that are starting to arrive in the mail. We are creatures of habit, most of us, and are doomed to repeat this fiscal foolishness next Christmas. So, what the heck! Just bite the old bullet once again, gird up yer loins, mix up a few more metaphors and carry on...........
Now for those Soul Snacks!
Enjoy!
CASUALTIES
Casualties of late December,
Strewn on fiscal battlegrounds.
Family budgets stretched and broken,
Anguished moans the only sounds.
Celebration bought on credit,
Mortgaged to meet season's need.
January's daylight so much harsher,
Now with hungry mouths to feed.
Pressure by the lords of Mammon,
Placed on weak-willed Humankind,
Led astray the season's spending
Every year, you will find.
Sadly it's the same old story,
Echoing of years gone past.
Yuletide feast for greedy gluttons,
Followed by the New Year's fast.
Reason for this celebration
Now forgotten in the fray.
Remembering a child called Jesus
May stop casualties one day.
© Kim Randell
SUMMER
Bright burnished bronze beating down on all,
Shimmering sand too hot for bare footfall,
Shining tar now sticky in the street,
Beach belles burning briskly, head to feet.
Air that sears the lungs with every breath,
Light that gives no shadow any rest,
Water turns to vapour as you watch,
Earth just cracks and crumbles in the scorch.
Summer months were yearned for further back,
When bones all froze in Winter's cruel attack.
Stiff and shivering souls that prayed for sun
Now wish those earlier prayers can be undone.
© Kim Randell
PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT
It is with some bemusement that I note
On a grand group in our society.
The lawyers and the doctors in our midst,
Who practice those professions constantly,
All aiming for perfection, I don't doubt,
In service to their clients, you and me.
The ones who reach their personal pinacle
Are those who show that they have practiced most
On many clients at every time and place,
Like parasites upon a hapless host
Whose body seems a limitless supply
Until it duly gives up it's poor ghost.
The lawyers leave the doctors far behind
In their practising to benefit us all.
They are the prime example for Mankind
Of how to practice to avoid a fall
Into that lower state of common man,
The one in which professionals place us all.
The irony in all this hits you hard.
Professionals who fail to practice well,
Instead of falling close to common man,
All enter public life to skirt our hell.
No practice do they need in politics,
Because they now are perfect, so they tell.
© Kim Randell
