WIELDING THE FORCE
Jobsworths* and Presidents
Share the same brazen* view
What’s the point of power
If you don’t abuse it?
*Jobsworth: a minor factotum whose only status comes from enforcing otherwise petty regulations.
*Brazen: Unrestrained by a sense of shame; rudely bold.
GAME, SET AND MATCH
Fear is the mind killer it’s said
But isn’t it as clear arrogance
(Its crooked by-blow offspring)
Is never lagging too far behind
She taught him this years ago
But sadly he failed to learn it
He taught her this years ago
But sadly she failed to learn it
To blame … teacher or pupil?
Or maybe it’s a double fault
Bulking the verbiage
Promotes movement of waste
In the discursive tract
JET PLANE WARBIRDS
Splitting our quiet skies
Oh when will you return home?
Be gone, fey daughters of mad Zeus
Be done with twirling your bloody fingers
Fondling their hard-won garlands demanded
And then – oh but of course – soon discarded
Gladiators meet, mete out death, make meat
Reborn as gliadioli – erect, sword-shaped
Leaves and spikes of flowers – overblown
In a superfluity of colour, so over fulsome
Be gone, be gone, we beseech thee
Leave us in peace, in peace
In blessed peace