I, As A Poor Accountant, Poem by Liza Sud
I, As A Poor Accountant,
I, as a poor accountant,
Stand for speedy globalization:
I want there to be no currency,
Not to count rates of exchanges.
Then I would play the piano,
Write poems in the saved time.
Please, accept One country,
One currency, One God!
You are an accountant of moral values in this poem but become in the second stanza a prophet of a New World based on higher values than worldly accounting calculates. It is a vision of the unity of humanity, blessed with harmony as well as union. How many saints are praying for such a blessed world right now? And how many cynics are laughing at this dream world right now? A look at today's newspaper would make the cynics look right. A look into my human heart makes the prophet look right.
Nice wish Liza............Time is with u, how you use is up to u only, Record your transactions by using ERP system and u will save time to write poems....As such u write good poems, Jokes apart, Your poem is wonderful. Loved it.10+++
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4/19/2024 10:55:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well wish Liza, you have adjusted time for writing poem. Your poems are beautiful and enjoyable. May God bless you.