The Whirlwind

A whirlwind came along the wind

And raced a slow motion scene

Of dust and toil with senseless power

The blink before serene

It came upon an Autumn day

When sun had seemed to set

To a place where wind had gust before

But rage like this not met

So unexpected the advance

And brutal its path of venture

That all there stood and cowered

A dying prayer quick mentioned

As raw and real it whipped a course

No point to hope against it

But rather seek the eye and tighten

Toward a brave adventure

Came crashing down – around – aloud

Came beating scrubbing bare

And up when folk in puffs of smoke

And up went lives uncensored….

But when the dust had settled

When sunlight broke the clouds

A new plain was revealed

Before the gasping crowd

For though old lands lay torn and changed -

A pretty history cleared

The scene unfolded in their eyes

Was beauty through their tears

And it was clear from that day forth

That new life would abound

Among the sapling pastures

And in the fresh turned ground

And greater would their land produce

The joy now filled their eyes

So thankful were they for the day

The whirlwind shaped their lives

Shaker

The art of people left last year

With jobs, stability and good cheer

I stand amidst a corporate snake

Who’s pointing finger makes me shake

Shake with anger, shake with fear

The cynic finger point my dear

Was never so useful to cover arses

That when recession hit middle classes

Clinging on to power and position

While sacrificing little ones

They were the Bright

The waxed on lyrical

Now they stand reflecting

The sore political

Oh yes its easy to point and frown

And hand down judgement from the crown

You who never knew the rule

Now use it as your scaping tool

In times of pressure some look in

And some look out and all about

And sickening they deal their blows

To unfortunates who wait below

No lower character could there be

Than the one I face, the one I see

To forfeit truth and honest effort

To keep yourself at higher port

And thrust you will maybe for all time

I hope you get to where you strive

I hope it’s worth the immoral stance

The slying look, the blaming glance

Let me say this; when thinking’s run

With blessings counted and money done

Dear; when its time to meet your maker

It’s you who’ll be the greater shaker