Today (poem) by Lori S. Maynard on AuthorsDen

Today
by Lori S. Maynard → (All Poetry by Lori S. Maynard)
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I've lost my job...like most everyone in a world where nothing is free. Taxes increasing everywhere to bailout bankers in this economy. Food taxes increasing, say it's not so... only to bail out the Colts and Pacers. My heart is like an old brick wall... and Wall Street serves as a defacer. What does hard work earn today? Why...a swift kick through a darkened door as companies close or move away that can't afford to stay here anymore. Ripple effect...yes, that does exist! More jobs fall victim down the line. We all say prayers under our breath... "Please Lord, don't let that end be mine" Neighbor helping neighbor... that's a novelty that has seemed to slow due to so many being desperate and each man having their battle to go. I thought about closing my poetry site... another victim to the dollar's woe. Tears falling most and every night as we continue to lose all we've ever known... (c) April 7, 2009 Lori S. Maynard 2 minute free write May not be copied without permission of the author. Thank you

Reviewed by john salmon

Reviewed on September 17, 2009

just taking one day at a time, very expressive poem

Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary

Reviewed on June 13, 2009

Well, I haven't lost my job yet, but I've had to take a 5% pay cut, and have been told to take a one week unpaid furlough before the end of the year. The newspaper business is really shaky now. When I walk into the publishing room, it's like a ghost town.

Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson

Reviewed on April 8, 2009

This powerful and well expressed poem touched me deeply! Our economy is devastated! My prayers are with you, dear gifted poet!

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on April 7, 2009

You are so right on, it seems each day is another toss of the dice and it just keeps spiraling downward as all we once new vanishes before our eyes...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

(((Lori))),

(((HUGS))) love and prayer - tears rim every word of this poem - don't go. The Den would be a much sadder place without you, here - request a sponsor. That's why it was set up, so no Poet would have to be turned away due to lack of funds.

Karla.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Your poem expresses a most apt and timely theme, Lori. My words cannot do justice to what you share here. Love, and my very best wishes,

Regis