Life after accountancy

Life after accountancy

A Poem by Beccy

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.

© 2019 Beccy


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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.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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So this is what it takes to get 45 reviews! WOW! What a tale to tell in such an unique yet familiar surrounding. My pearly gates do often clam up at such meetings.. Give the Dogmatic view a bone to pick..love it, love, love it!..Excellent piece

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ah, a sport without dice or cards and yet, you always reign supreme. I don't think God is offended that you visit his esteemed house with all those 'sins' behind you. All is forgiven as long as honesty reigns in the heart at the right time.

Nicely done.

Posted 9 Years Ago


The lines below. A ending for many.
"But sinners turn, or so they say,
from hunter to suppliant prey;
and thus on Sundays I aspire
to cast away worldly desire"
I enjoyed the poem. You taught the reader the journey and a ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


Bravo my dear! You've made quite a statement with this one and I appreciate your candor and truthfulness. ~Sharon

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very amusing ! And the rhyme and flow enchanting!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very nice! Everything just seems to flow so perfectly. You are very talented! Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


excellent ! not that I think there's anything wrong with making money or eating sharks, especially when you realise that isn't the be all and end all, which you obviously do. great write : )

Posted 9 Years Ago


How you take us into the depth of this moment... of a soul searching across the journey of self... of selfishness coming undone. It seems to take us to the edge of decision... so profoundly.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I have travelled a similar path and I am grateful for it I must say ... well, you know humanity has always been there residing on all of our souls ... unfortunately life gets in the way and we seem not to make it a priority ...

nice honest piece ... that's what I like the most ... it seems to come from somewhere beneath the layers X

Posted 9 Years Ago


a wonderful piece and just looking at your reviews and views I say no more:) Its all said

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Beccy
Beccy

United Kingdom



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I'm forty four, single and have a lovely fifteen year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I have always been an assiduous reader of poetry and real.. more..

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