Showing posts with label Transaction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transaction. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 16, 2026

The Ball’s in Your Court

 

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No, it’s not a game

Even though it sometimes seems so,

It’s an expression

Most of us have come to know.

 

It smacks of negotiations

Of one type or another

And given the time that elapses

I wonder why we bother.

 

Like waiting on a response

To some query that was made,

Seriously though, we ask,

Are these people for real?

 

A transaction in progress

And waiting for the next move

But it has been so long in coming

It cuts against the groove.

 

The ball’s in your court

It’s your turn to play it back,

We can go no further in this matter

Unless you get on track.

 

I vividly remember a game

We used to play at Youth Service,

Bible Boxing was its name

And it went something like this.

 

Two candidates would compete

To see who was the better

At reciting Bible verses

Almost to the letter.

 

One would recite a verse

While his opponent would respond,

This was a competitive activity

Of which we were very fond.

 

If the ball was in your court

And you had a memory failure,

Your opponent would grab the chance

To ensure you lose that fixture.

 

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The ball’s in your court

Is a daily experience of life

And it can become so frustrating

It can give rise to strife.

 

It’s a reality for our students

Who have been afforded the chance:

Free education is the proverbial ball

They must play to advance.

 

It defines our justice system

As lawyers submit and retort,

“Cross examine,” oft you will hear,

Meaning the ball’s in your court.

 

So, in myriad disputes,

In our Parliament and Law Courts,

Reminiscent of tennis and volleyball-

The ball’s in your court.

 

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If you are unable to play it back

You may only lose a game

But in this competition that we call life

It will cause some pain.

 

Some who hold the upper hand

May refuse to play the ball

Causing much frustration to another

And regrettably another’s fall.

 

Amidst the cut and thrust of life

The ball’s in your court is on

And it bears down on humanity 24-7

Meaning from dawn to dawn.

 

Stewart Russell © May 10, 2023

 

Saturday, September 05, 2020

Any Façade Is Bad



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I tried to believe it
But I really could not,
I had covered all the ends
But I still got caught.

Later I discovered
I was set up by a friend,
A straight case of envy
And that was the end.

Someone came calling
And I answered the knock,
On opening the door
I was confronted by cops.

It made no use running
They had me good
And one read me my rights
As any good cop would.
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For a moment or so
I had considered a bluff
But before I could decide
I was in handcuffs.

I was roughly led away
And put in a vehicle
And driven to the precinct
Like a common criminal.

I had had a long run
I had made lots of cash
But now I had been found out
It was over in a flash.

Few would believe it
I had a beautiful façade,
The society respected me
And I was a community dad.

But I betrayed their trust
Though that did not matter,
As long as I was making money
That was not a bother.

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A friend wanted to get in
On my little deal
But I told him I wouldn’t
And he threatened to squeal.

He was particularly persistent
And I did not back down,
I refused to give in
But he kept coming around.

I had been careless
During just one transaction,
He was privy to this
And wanted a piece of the action.

But greed is a funny thing
And I wasn’t going to share,
He eventually disappeared
But then the cops appeared.

Clearly he had gone to them
With what he had known
For when they came to the house
They were not alone.

He accompanied them
And he identified me too,
There was nowhere out of this
I was finally through.

I made the newspapers
It was not a pretty sight,
I had looked good for a while
But my deeds came to light.
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A featured mugshot
And a photo in handcuffs,
The easy days were over
I was now into the rough.

Many could not believe it
And neither could I,
I was so humiliated
I wish I could die.

But why am I telling you this?
It is the least I can do,
If you are doing like I did
Your comeuppance will come too.

It is time you understand
That any façade is bad
And eventually all will know
You are not a genuine dad.

Stewart Russell © October 2018