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Written by Chuck Wuest
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Wednesday, 27 May 2009 00:00 |
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Foreclosure took away much more than bricks and boards.
Gone their home, their car -- they joined the homeless hordes.
They’d always paid their bills, were never ones to shirk.
Their bosses coldly say that now there is no work. Gone their home, their car -- they joined the homeless hordes.
The till went bare and took their final ray of hope.
Their bosses coldly say that now there is no work.
The greedy, stone-faced lenders drained all strength to cope. The till went bare and took their final ray of hope.
Then welcome mats just vanished in their neighborhood.
The greedy, stone-faced lenders drained all strength to cope.
Belovèd pets, unfed, left home in search of food. Then welcome mats just vanished in their neighborhood.
And, on the block, a lifetime’s store of things they cherished.
Belovéd pets, unfed, left home in search of food.
At every gavel whack another treasure perished. And, on the block, a lifetime’s store of things they cherished.
They’d always paid their bills, were never ones to shirk.
At every gavel whack another treasure perished.
Foreclosure took away much more than bricks and boards.
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Hat's Off!
Hat's Off to...JOHN GROOMS of Charlotte, NCWN member and critiquer, who recently won a first place award from the North Carolina Press Association. Grooms, who writes a weekly column for Charlotte alternative weekly Creative Loafing, won first place among weeklies with circulation greater than 10,000 in the category of "lighter columns." His win was based on these sarcasm-laden selections: "Mommy, can I stone the queer now?" "Overkill? What overkill?" and "Do it yourself campaign ads."
To see the columns, click here, or here, or here! |
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