Bureaucrats Poem by Matt Western

To the bureaucrats of this world, tackle the fact that
You don’t know how to act when forming a pact

Moulded and folded like actors or slaves
Preachers who pretend to be bold
Yet are really rather vague

As they hide under white drapes
Wrapped up in cotton wool
Dishing out the red tape
Acting the fool

It’s what you practice, not what you preach
Equality is learned from one to each
And every individual
So let us know if you’re subliminal

For those who seek discipline
Well on their journey from the peril of sin
Grow not captive of the desires alight in the jaunted politician
Look deep within brethren and feed not the fires of materialism