Listening to every heart
In this world of legalese and lore
Where ethics come first to the fore
I sit and ponder oh my fate
For all these motions cannot be late.
Yet no whine shall my voice entertain
When the phone is answered, show no disdain
For all those yahoos who think I’ve time
To listen to their tales of crime.
Here comes the attorney I slave hereunder
acting like I’ve made the blunder
on the brief he’s crafted himself alone ~~
hee, hee, for his mistakes I will not atone.
Late morning mail brings the news
now my morning shifts into high cruise
all deadlines are coming, make no mistake
not even tonight will I get to snooze.
Appellate briefs must be concise
and I’m sure to count the pages all
for should I be wrong or my margins askew
away my attorney’s case will fall.
Now impending discovery sits upon my desk
looking like Mt. Vesuvius reborn anew.
Make no mistake, no time shall I take
for lunch, or a life, but only look for clues.
For the heck of it why don’t you pick
my brain on some forgotten file of old
and I’ll search the archives and clear the dust
and find this “pot of gold!”
Take on some investigation, and bill some real time?
Oh heck yes boss, and put in some overtime.
Fed Ex’s out my ear…faxes galore and e-mails furious
I picked this legal life as of law I was curious.
10 August, 1999
Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow