Thursday, April 30, 2020

MINISTRY OF PEACE

If there's a god,
I hope it's not a being;

I hope it's a sprawling, well-run
administrative building

with plenty of large wrought-iron
revolving door entrances,

polished silver elevators,
gleaming marble kiosks,

and an elaborate network
of cordoned-off lines

which any person
(who's appropriately dressed)

can enter
(during regular hours),

perform as directed,
and then leave again

lighter on their feet
and feeling ever so relieved

for having gotten some
troublesome business done.