how is it
that people
who’ve never done
a hand’s turn
or tightened their belt
own most of the land
own most of the gelt
own utter belief
in their entitlement
own utter belief
that their enlightenment
keeps the lid on disorder
keeps the riffraff down
keeps the Windsors
safely on their throne
keeps the Bishops
at prayer in the Lords
keeps their wild sons
at play with their bawds
keeps their wild daughters
out of the courts
keeps their tax havens
out of the way
keeps their inheritance
where blue-bloods play
keeps their horses
keeps their Rolls Royces
keeps their cut-glass voices
keeps their estates
so far and wide
keeps their hands in The City
keeps their hands in the kitty
with a bit on the side
it’s the politics of envy
they sneer at their foes
but that’s not so
no that’s not so
it’s just not fair
as any child knows
Jeff Cloves
Illustration: Claire Palmer
dear Claire Palmer
Comment by jeff cloves on 29 November, 2017 at 5:42 pma perfect accompaniment to this poem – thanks very much. Jeff Cloves
‘Justice and Truth their winged child hath found’. Percy Bysshe Shelley
And thank you Jeff!
Comment by claire on 30 November, 2017 at 8:49 pm