He’s
been doing a lot of testing
this
devil fella.
Tried
it on with Jesus.
What
do you want? We can sort it for you.
Comfort?
Wealth!
We’ll
put you into the top ten percentile,
(that’s
half of the nation’s wealth),
you
won’t ever need to work again.
We
can arrange some good tax breaks, too;
we’ve
got some top-shelf accountants on our lists.
Celebrity?
The
film crew will be around in the morning.
You
can relax, it’s been a long time since fame
was
a function of achievement.
A
small team of spin -doctors;
should
be able to provide
the
fifteen-second witticisms
needed
to satisfy the media.
Twitter
works well.
Power?
Influence?
Bit
too late to choose your school,
but
you’ll find that your hitherto mentioned wealth
will
go a fair way towards compensating
for
your parents’ oversight.
Just
a couple of principles; commit them to memory
and
roll them off the tongue when called upon.
You’ve
worked hard and deserve everything you’ve got.
You
are a generous person,
but
you can’t be held responsible
for
other people’s failures.
It’s
people like you who keep the economy ticking over;
they
should be grateful.
There
you go! What more could you want?
We’ll
go ahead, then?
Did
you say, No?
Really?
What’s
God got to do with it?
©
Ken Rookes 2019
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