You will meet
people
in life who
love to keep score.
"I've done this for you, so
you should do that for me."
They keep a mental ledger.
They're pathetic.
Nothing is ever done out of
the goodness of their heart.
Their mind clicks with
records and accounts.
They are slaves to the
almighty penny.
Nothing you do will
ever
count anyway.
You're always in
the red.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VsFfqF7Cuhc Here is a link to my YouTube channel, where I read poetry from my three recently published books: Seedy Town Blues: Collected Poems, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse, and Sleep Always Calls. They are available on Amazon.
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Comments5
LOL oh your last lines are fabulous, yes we who give everything and more yet to those who keep score. We are always in debt for something a fabulous read and metaphor. 🌹 I hope you are well dear Thomas.
I'm fantastic. I hope you are well, too, dear, sweet Teddy.
You must know the same people I know Thomas. Good write
Thank you.
Most welcome Thomas
Had to hit the fave. The lucidity of expression was breath taking
Thank you. Much appreciated.
A fine write that really packs a punch, Thomas. Nicely done. And again, the last line just knocks it out of the park.
Thank you, my friend.
Every body else has summed it up.
'You Scratch my Back'...etc.
Thanks
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