Something's Missing
A message from your frontal lobe:
Mutual Respect has fled the country, perhaps the globe
In his absence, we have many new chores
Oppression and persecution, bombings and wars
Mutual Respect sends his regrets
He can’t attend this meeting without threats
Too many people have made it clear
He is not welcome anywhere near here
I will not name names, though you know
What you have done, let’s forgo
Such unpleasantness and get down to business
Envy, Greed, Self Control, Self Awareness and Fuss
See me afterward we have much to discuss
This poem is about:
Our world