January 10, 2018Poem

You peddle an absurd

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You peddle an absurd

Notion of unity

As your nest is feathered

By the efforts of others

Witter about equality

Of opportunity

The death of social mobility

Fragility of glass ceilings

Behind doors closed

To the hoi polloi

Who smell of sweat

Failure and ready meals

Do you believe

Bargain basement shopping

Is anathema

Spend spend spend

A mantra

Whispered in yoga

Or as an accompaniment to Pilates

Every day is black Friday

For the ne'er-do-wells

Who collect food stamps

With the less than avid

Satisfaction of a train spotter

As you potter

In the garden

Tending roses

Cleaning leaves with

Cotton balls

Soaked in milk

Dreaming of old times

Starched collars

Pinafores and fine lace

When people knew

Their place

Was below stairs

Or looking at stars

Through a skylight

In an attic bedroom

Coated in hoarfrost

Closer to thine own god be truly

Content to be indebted

To thine betters

Fettered by degrees

Ambition another word

For greed

In relation to others

Mary Poppins is a reality

Be happy with your lot

It is more than most have got

Chin Chin

It is time to take the waters

Have a cocktail

Now is the hour

To be reminded

Of the privilege it is

To complain

From a position of strength

Take this freedom

For granted at your peril

Hold the ladder steady

When the temptation

To pull it up behind you

Is too strong

Take a deep breath

And move on.