ars est potentiam

Magna Carta - was it some charter?
Was it a life starter?
For those huddled masses,
worrying that outlaw Hood would
come for them and take 'em out,
when they was only doing
their duty - to pay the rent and
give the littl'uns hope
of some new deal and some end of
decay as they dole out a last plate of brussels.

Is there a charter for insects?
One day, will they say?, 'you know what,
shit's not all it's cracked up to be.'
Will they troop away
in Maoist revolt from the plains of the Serengeti,
from the farms and trees,
and throw themselves in the seas, and sit there in rafts and laugh
at the humanimals drowning in their own
enervescence?