Listen – The Bells Still Ring

A saga of liberty bells silent and
lost opportunity – scarcely the stuff
you see emerging from primordial
ooze; still savouring old conventions,
primacy effete and reeking, eclectic
egos rampant and loudly ringing.

We stand at the pinnacle of our
season, full of achievement,
spend our moments of glory
carping and slicing with an evil
intelligence so lethal it repels and
freezes even contemporary Hell.

And you still see nothing untoward
in claiming your ascendency! To a man
you are stick figures in a child’s
first pictures – merely lines drawn
in tidal sand; images pilfered from
pipe-dreams of grandeur.

But to have such dreams! To ride
in the arms of imaginings freed of
earthly taint, free of strictures bent
in the loop of narcissism, free of
the tedium of egocentric thieves;
but wait, listen – the bells still ring!
© 15 May 2007, I.D. Carswell