Long Ago Poem by John Sensele

Long ago, simplicity spoke to my life
Urging a lifestyle that whisks away whims and wishes from peepers
Who cringe and crawl at the corns of the strife
Hobnobbing with snotty snobs and sorrow sweepers.

Long ago, a pickpocket snatched my wallet
Dreaming it hosted wads of brand-new dollars
Which could and would mollify his mallet
Pounding shelves and elves on clerical collars.

Long ago, I could crack a joke or two
To poke fun and please the avid audience
I held spellbound if I gave away no clue
When their feet and sweet would create an amorous ambience.

Long ago, Jesus promised to rescue my Mathematics
Urging me to call upon him if clarity from my radar went awry
Peace and perfection have since blessed the gymnastics
Inherent in Arithmetic, Algebra and Analysis whenever intuition would run dry.

Long ago, meals meandered and plundered Monday
Empty barns, colourless corn crops in famished fields, churlish children
Who took turn to caress kindness and kiss crosses on Sunday
When sympathetic Samaritans would care for bottom of the pyramid brethren.