The death of deference, deferred [poem]

They say the age of deference is dead
and genuflection’s time is truly done
Have not the landed and entitled said
our modern meritocracy has won?

But wedding news reveals the craven hordes
still craving for their safe and rightful place
Prostrate before elite-appointed Lords
still puckering with hope to say ‘Your grace’

The millionaire Etonian’s address
exposes, too, nobility’s intent
to re-secure our acquiescent Yes
and represent as futile all dissent

Political maturity is tough:
Toffs and trinkets? It’s time to say - enough

[If there's a photo down here it was added August 2017 as part of blog refresh.  Photo is either mine or is linked to where I found it. Make of either what you will.]


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