The Happy Hour Wheel Poem by John Sensele

Tighten up your grip in full fanfare and splendour on reality
Embracing and professing humility
Promoting and brandishing flexibility and feasibility

As the span of your life grows
In pre-arranged columns and rows
Discounting character assassination throws

Delecting, delighting and pandering to malice
Hitched on a platform of wanton avarice
Catalyzed by a Judas kiss

Planted on cheeks stung by despair
Propelled in a manner unfair
Boosted by circumstances that hardly care

Whether the poor live or die
Falling down or riding high
In circumstances and instances that won't lie

Balancing needs both big and small
To respond in a jiffy to an urgent call
At the earliest opportunity when efforts stall

With little or much impunity
Involved to a large extent in extolling human dignity
Alongside fostering an atmosphere of sanity

Buttressed by sound and all-round intelligence
Whose critical contribution grows immense
At the top of the billing that spreads its influence

In boosting standards of justice
Not that it needs an armistice
In the face of blatant injustice

Urging and enjoining vulnerable hearts to heal
As all stakeholders strike a just deal
To once again spin the happy hour wheel.