Monday, April 27, 2009

NaPoWriMo Poem #27

The Accounting
By Edward S. Gault

We met Florenda at the Bank of America mortgage office.
She examined all of our finances-bank statements then credit checks!
This would be the second time we saw our lives laid out in raw numbers.


For More see The American Sandwich


Anonymous said...

'our lives laid out in raw numbers' - sadly that has been the experience of too many.

SweetTalkingGuy said...

Thanks Edward, this is spot on, and sadly a true reflection of what so many people are going through in these current times.

Nicely reported!

Stan ski said...

It all comes down to numbers...sadly.

Winnie the poohi said...

Indeed! Life in raw numbers!