To Klaus Schwab, with Love

You’re such a homo sapiens!
You think I’m just a brain.
You’d flush my disagreements
Like a plumber would flush a drain.

You see me as the merest speck,
and hesitant to boot;
To you, my country is nothing more
than another village to loot.

Please come be my irritant.
I’ll make you into something grand.
I love you like an oyster loves
its grain of sand.

Alan Graham