Poem -

QUANGOS

So many of them abound
They make for a burdensome crown
Worn by a government needing to be overthrown
Is it time to kick all these bureaucrats
Out of town?

The mangling of democracy by quangos
Is the new autocracy
A daily cross to bear
For which we have a lot of resentment and fear

Straddling every aspect of now
And extending even into the future
These supposedly independent devils
Terrorize us who try
To live independently

Against them we dare not blaspheme
OFTED AND OFCOM and OFGEN et al
Wield enormous power
The bureaucrats are demi gods
Who chastise and never seem to praise

Tied and severely beholden
To a host of unaccountable gremlins
We live and breathe to always please
Those unelected saints
That bless us not

They do as they wish
With scant regard for any common sense or Legality
They rampage through our lives
An unstoppable machine
That is of no moral use

They can maim indiscriminately
Controlling
Rearranging
Flattening
Castigating
They  must wholesomely control of our daily grind

Hiding behind rhetoric
They expound regeneration
They lambast NIMBYS
They cherish infamy
They never behave like you and me

The dictats of box ticking quangocrats
Is a travesty for common sense and individuality
This oppressive culture of domination
Maligns citizenship and innate responsibility
We are a public most savagely traduced
When we allow a stranger to do with us as they choose

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Evrod Samuel

poem started in my mind after seeing a banner outside a school regarding OFSTED... education inspectors...recent visit .. schools in uk like to boast about OFSTED markings esp when the management is being praised.. the kids get forgotten as the school tries to please their mates in the department of education.. its sad

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