In Absentia

By Wayne Garvey

In Absentia the leaders believe that the poor

Must receive less to accumulate more

They think that the greedy should be unrestrained

In this way the maximum good is attained

They think that the ways of the past are just fine

And agents of change should just fall in line

The world is their oyster and on it they dine

The future will care for itself

In Absentia the people are so insecure

They cling to their race as if it’s the cure

For all that they lack and all of their ills

Their insecure jobs their credit card bills

And meanwhile the wing-headed King of Absentia

Has lately been seized by fits of dementia

He’s tilting at windmills and turning back boats

He hopes that the coal mines will keep him afloat

Survival is recently much on his mind

But even his Church has left him behind.

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