Today we visit a zoo.
The small voice is buried in a cacophony of sound
And the chimps and cockatiels
Parade their endless superiority
In a hall bound in wood, polished and smoothed
With the arguments of ages and the passing
Swish of ancient gowns.
There used to be a reason when first men
Came to this house and sat beside other men.
In those other days there were reasons
And the eldritch scream of debate was a distant
Echo warning of things to come.
Late nights with port and belching pigs
That have feasted on ill-gotten spoils.
Penguins on parade through the lobbies
Whilst in the viewing gallery the naked apes
Watch as a feeding frenzy is enveloped in
Calling cats and the keeper tried to keep order.
The small voice is still there, but the naked apes
Can shout louder, and the brass monkeys
Chatter and squeal as they take all
The available bananas.
(c) 2ndwitch, 21/04/19
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