Parking Problem

Parking Problem (an allegory)

Where I once worked the carpark was small

And parking as such was a freeforall

So many faces

So few spaces

The dawn shift daily was blocked by the late

With yellow lines everywhere on the estate

Working delayed if for a short while

The parking problem was put to the trial

For rare’s the boss

Who loves labour lost

And two minutes here another five there

Was more than the new director could bear

In the boardroom we gathered a shift each

To meet the new boss and hear the same speech

On efficiency

Productivity

The which we’re losing through parking he said

Flexing his remedy full steam ahead

A limited space allocated

To all length of service related

As for the rest

He couldn’t care less

Not my problem said he being done

His own allocation space number one

Remembering that staff meeting now

I’m minded of arrogance privilege power

A rich politician

A tough decision

The down-trodden bearing the brunt of it

And the callous rule-makers who benefit