Can’t see beyond the
Me/I invocation –
that collectivity of
liberal associations
implying We as equals
Well there’s at least
two of us the same
don’t you agree? Of
course, for better or
worse there’s You too
Then there’s He with
the gruff voice on the
phone; no, it isn’t a
threat – We are wise
to our own best needs
So when I/Me speaks
rashly no-one escapes
fulmination of portentous
events which must have
been out of character
In Your defence We pay
for docile deference with
integrity unimpeached;
everyone gains faith
when we dance in tune
© 1 April 2011, I. D. Carswell
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