The Secret Lives of Chimney Pots Ii
Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes, petty
Grudges and childish jealousies -
Ably demonstrated by various
Patchworks of shabbily constructed
And hastily planted defences!
Seated high in our remote eyries
We watch as your daily plays unfold -
Acquainting ourselves with all of
Your intrigues, lies, gossip, and
Countless deceits untold;
Out-of-mind witnesses to the
Laudable,
Heart-warming, ridiculous, and
Absurd;
And above it all:
Divulge we not...
For - "Mum is the word"!
We see the grimy white taxis
Where, seated within, the
Unemployed ride.
We see the empty red buses which
The young and pretty,
Pigeon-speaking Polish girls drive.
We hear the insistent siren of the
Impatient ambulance,
Watch as the howling police
Cars recklessly engage in their
Hot-pursuits -
The highways momentarily bathed
In the cold Glare
From baleful blue lamps
When ghoulishly flickering en route.
For across the crawling centuries
Of innovations and change
We have observed many
Improvements
And inventions both marvelous and
Strange!
For now adorned about our
Personage
With gleaming antenna and shinning
Metal dish,
And at the mere flick of a switch:
A conduit for overwhelming choice
Of consumption -
A portal to view every envisioned
And desirable wish!
Behold! You have mastered the
Electron -
It has become your most obedient
Slave!
Pictures beamed inside the
Electromagnetic spectrum,
And radios Skip Propagation
Bounced of the Ionosphere
In the ingeniously cunning form
Of shortwave.
All hail to the computer,
The mobile phone, and T.V!
And be damned with the forgotten
Art of conversation...
And old fuddy-duddy lines of
Rhyming poetry.
For at times it does so seem to be,
From the viewpoint of an austere
And venerable Pot,
That God is no longer required
In your Grand Unified equation,
And has, therefore, been cancelled
Out,
Simplified - Conveniently forgot!
The great Immovable Mover -
The ultimate universal denominator,
Like a singularly embarrassing
Mathematical point,
Firstly disregarded -
Then cynically dropped...
Replaced by a Hadron collider, and
The notoriously elusive
Quantum particles it reputedly shot.
Indeed when overshadowed by
Jagged spires and the holiest of
Resonating domes
We latch upon every pious verse
Thrown down from occupied pulpits
In devout and ambiguous undertones.
For amid our abject
Disappointments,
Mixed with our undisguised disdain,
Our minions record your every
glossed over inaction
And each and every unsavoury
Disregarded shame.
Distanced from the excesses of your
Unpalatable, self-indulgent creeds
We have resigned ourselves to the
Inevitable...
To which you all now seem readily
Eager -
To greedily concede!
Copyright © John Fleming | Year Posted 2016
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