In prolusion of this piece,
I considered a brief timeline so profound
along with personal sentiment of yesteryear
and this is what I found:

Delusion of desire
deep in my heart for one,
and then another,
and yet another one
I didn't bother
to amend; it came undone
and roared rampant,
like a wildfire
of my Californian homeland....

Illusion of maintaining household
was widespread as well.
Mortgages weren't met,
sent many into debt;
while I had quite an illusion of employment
that hampered some materialistic enjoyment-
but I pampered myself
with emotional wealth
marked in the value of poetry...

Disillusionment of modern technology
energized my opinions of adhering
to the old school.
I guess I am a fool
'cause I don't get the big thing
with the Apple I-phone allure
I'm happy with my raggedy cellular
(though I admit I wouldn't mind a Nintendo Wii!) ...

Disillusionment too, was decidedly current
in currencies, most devastating in the dollar
Of it, the world became less and less fond.
I made such a fuss and holler
on British holiday about the rate of its exchange
wondering where all my money went,
Just how did I manage!
Oh, what pound-pinching I did across the pond! ...

Exclusion of common sense was all over the headlines-
for one, from that nutty astronaut Nowak in the States
who was feeling gushy in unrequited love
Maybe I too loved so hard
but was never that desperate!
Then, there were the misdeeds of Don Imus and Larry Craig
whose notions were full of regret
and whose presence we should all long to forget ...

Elusion was manifest:
Dodging of the steroid question from baseball's best
listed and not on the Mitchell Report,
Shirking of the immigration issue from the contention
running for US Pres who we still have to sort,
and there was growing sentiment in shunning mention
of Jesus in the public consciousness
even concerning Christmas (God knows why!)
As for me, I was just skirting rendezvous with an ex guy...

Profusion of celebrity mischief and mugshots disgraced
and that of "green" awareness was embraced
Me, Miss Ordinary-Extraordinary
did my deeds and did the Earth good
without influence of a big celeb from Hollywood
(Embarrassingly) I felt better and better about myself
everytime I saw some fallen star on the magazine shelf
Britney, Paris, Nicole, Lindsay ...
Oh- the humanity! ...

Gravely speaking, a profusion of weeping emotion
swept the nation from separate sorrows
at Virginia Tech and an Omaha mall
Why those troubled young perps got the notion
to load up and kill 'em all...
Those students had such promise!
What they would've achieved,
we can all only surmise.
And who would have believed
safety in a mid-western mall be so compromised
I just pray for better tomorrows...

Occlusion occurred with the Harry Potter stories
and The Sopranos coming to a wrap
It was proved otherwise
with the not so open and shut case of Phil Spector
and of Rosie O' Donnell's mouth.
But more seriously,
occlusion has still not been met in Iraq
despite increasing the troop effort
and debilitating anti-insurgent attack
Also no end in near sight for other Middle East strife,
tragedy of Darfur, Sudan and beyond...

Ultimately, fusion of the good and bad was evident
in allusion to world events.
Hope for humanity hit high late last year
with a peaceful, multi-ethnic Christmas in Bethlehem -
then hope was hindered with mayhem
in Pakistan with the ominous exit
of another Bhutto, brave Benazir.
After these ordeals, I can't help it
but to ponder the world psyche
and wonder, "Where are we going?"...

The answer, most simple, is, "to another year"
with inevitable instances of good cheer
and indeed, with measures of misery.
Maybe my 2008 will be comparable
but, God willing, not so miserable.
Will opportunity of love, of labor,
come through the door?
Will new endeavors make me shine?
I can only anticipate what's in store,
handle life's blithe and sorrows
and, referring to a previous line,
"I just pray for better tomorrows ..."

3 January 2008
1:01 PM

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