I wonder how and why and when
the government invented men
obsessed with coming up to speed
who give no thought to public need.
From empty head to well-shod toes
they hide themselves in turgid prose
emitting graph-stacked page on page
while colleagues fret in silent rage.
They squawk and rave and ramble on
hold secret meetings in the john –
within and without the workplace zone
they grow no business but their own.
Their cup of grievance overflows
when ruled by female CEOs.
Mary Cresswell is from Los Angeles and lives on New Zealand’s Kapiti Coast. Body Politic, an ecopoetry collection, is her sixth book and will be published by The Cuba Press (Wellington) in 2020. See her profile on Read NZ website.