Socialist Stanza No. 8
Coronation
Uneasy the
crown on the head
Of state,
greasy with unction,
King of an
inflated nation,
The monarch
of malfunction.
A
preordained embodiment
Of the flag
and the country,
Reinforcing
subservience
When his
subjects bend the knee.
A wonder and
a spectacle,
But no more
substance than that,
Deservedly
celebrated
With shop
loads of plastic tat.
An
archbishop gives his blessing,
Troops are
called to attention,
While all
the lords of capital
Celebrate
their ascension.
D. A.
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