NO MORE

NO MORE

no more poems, paintings
three act strucures,
somgs

nothing to transport, nothing
to inspire
     the visions of
the precious decades
all
   thrown out

simple economics really:
supply and demand

city after bankrupt city
cutting, killing
every
    creative grant

and now
its all
gon

the books have gone
the libraries have gone
the theatres seem
to be
   closing down

the groves
have been ploughed up
statues have been
toppled
their stone recycled
(where other than those
of current corporate
executives
or business tycoons

or the current political class
who make
    so much money for them

and good! I say
best
     thing out

for words and pictures
that do not commuicate
straight
    (as per
cybernetic model) are a
waste of profit
waste
of tax

are as
self-
   indulgent, narcisstic a luxury
as they come

above all, that demonic genre,
satire,

which refuses to know
its place

should receive
the kiss
of death
accept

short
shrift

accept
that we
people of
grandeur
pinnacle
summit
      polish and

yes,
    class

need not
apologize if
we do not
      prioritize

in our best intetests
for what
could be
       in the national interest
possibly
that does not
first favour us

we
  elected to this power
by popular will

and divine
comnand

that the best
          must rule

and the
rest

               hang