The Ex-Bureaucrat

• Dan Hoang, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2011

Born April 2090, died January 3108.
A first-class academic whose forte and flair,
Caught the eye of The Man, may I declare.
Envied even by the Service, the Senate, the State!
However, she sank, Sank like the Titanic.
(So young, so naïve) - She abandoned the Bureau.
Her employers (all of single-mind):
Baurice-Beade, KFF all found,
“Truly talented, though tartly.”
Records show she’d never had a health check,
“Not one vaccine!” the doctors toll.
Living on the dole,
Married seven times,
A child each,
Residing in Palm Beach;
How wild she was -She never knew their names!
As our researchers have heard,
She was quite the popular bird;
Her lawyer stated, “(With her) I’ve never lost a case,
But neither have I made a profit!”
The Bureau of Wellbeing chased her each night-
“Two hours past curfew, she’s always out of sight!
Never have we dealt with such a nuisance!”
Oh Jane and the Insurance!
“Not one ratepayer has evaded tax thrice
In the same month, twice!”’

A pretty dove as white as winter flakes,
Sh’was locked away, no one to hear her pleas.
She pried, She scraped the iron cage (it breaks!)
And flew away, now drifting with the breeze.