Tomorrow, I’ll Stare Again (Rev.) 5.8.2008 Poem by Margaret Alice

A service provider must
apologise for being alive
and worthy of payment:
“Sorry, nothing deposited
in my account. I know
they have problems,
but this is ridiculous! ”

I stare at the page, inable
to laugh at the absurd,
working for free for the
Government seems to
become the norm; through
sheer inefficiency - building
in countermeasures

to block corruption, nothing
gets done, no payments
effected, I’m the outsourcing
official – the feeling of
helplessness reducing me
to total apathy, I’m still
staring…

Tomorrow, I’ll stare again…