Author’s Note: This little ditty comes from my first blog, which was called “Classical Sympathies.” When I started Sympathies, I didn’t really know what I was doing. I still don’t.

the process has a point of view

the process has a plan

it consecrates opinion

of the group or of the man

the process can be tampered with

but one must take great pains

to regard the ghouls which process fronts for

ghouls weighted down with chains

when we wantonly with process toy

one chain process doth loose

if the ghouls become untethered

we have ourselves cooked goose

blood rites, human sacrifice, motions carried

parliamentary procedures of every kind

serve well to prettify men’s base designs

yet their rigidity may insult the mind

so make your end run around the process

subvert the stated order, bring fresh thinking

but beware the ghouls of process

which‘ll claim their pound of flesh

or better yet submit to process, to “the rules”

establish your credentials and sanctify intent

until you see that form is but an empty suit

and process, when respected, can be bent

Note: If you like this poem, you may also like “Some Things I’ve Learned: A Poem.” You can find that here.