SIGNAL, By Ryan Guiley December 29, 2015
SIGNAL
I will keep pushing until you are here,
When you see me, they will be happy tears,
I am strong and I have nothing to fear,
Did I forget tell about anniversary years?
What happens to a contract if there are no after terms?
Do they automatically renew, or dissolve like worms?
Do computers adjust things in a loop or in a routine?
It must be a foreign language, like the word poutine.
How do I translate the transaction?
Is it like being in a cafeteria with a ration?
What about the insurance companies and the banks who lent?
How do I allocate the principal, interest, and the repayment?
What about non-profit accounting treatment clarity?
That govern schools, hospitals, and charities?
Are these transactions being recorded with parity?
Or does it matter where you’re located in a territory?
What else? What about year end corporate tax?
Years later you can request a return to be wax,
Since, these transactions were not correct and sloppy,
Always changing year after year since they were choppy.
What about an articles in a corporation?
Are they actually enforceable in your nation?
What about the signature, is it legit?
Or the false wording, the definitions and the digits.
Can your neighbour accept your mail?
I am sure it will get to you safely and in a bail,
What the address is of the premises?
Will these contracts be a remises?
What about the oil companies who preserve?
How do you account for reserves?
What’s the loophole in that aspect?
Consumption levels are their tactics.
Or what about why I like mail so much?
It’s ok, if you have permission to touch,
A signal that was sent to warn of imperil,
Don’t worry I can reproduce and I’m not sterile.