Who wasn’t a gladiatorial slave
Or uniformed whore like her in the phony
Label-enforced empire of abstract money
Imposing the materialist belief
In veiled towers of power over all life?
Thinking stuff like that, she would wish she’d never
Learnt to think at all but had stayed regular
Like the other Sisters not constipated
By the Big books they wondered why she needed
Still: wasn’t she done with University?
All them whys + wherefores a blessed pity!
(from “Raponani” . a verse novel by Brian Chan, 2023)