Into every silence

Into every silence
(Where I used to write)
There now comes
The birdlike crowing
Of economic rationalists
Religious apologists
Worker exploitationists
Amateur proctologists
And miscellaneous misogynists

Their ultimate incompetence
Exposed by something
Which can’t be
Locked in detention
Hauled in by the dogs
Or otherwise
Dismissed by political spin

A sound unlike
Those elected to serve
The interests of the people
But rather
Like belligerent children
Jealously guarding
Their chosen corner
Of the stolen sandpit
Which the rising ocean
Will soon reclaim