Decorum

 

Everyone files into a seat like God left a personal name tag in it.

 

I’ve seen the order of things too many times to notice if anything was different.

 

Roll call is similar to military, makes you question who really saving your life.

 

The ones who hug guns like once held teddy bears

Or those that control my burrowed money.

 

It is asked “If anyone to my left or right would like to introduce themselves, you may at this time.”

 

Arrogance denies words from exiting my larynx,

I’m more than certain they recognize my presence.

 

The air is stench with boredom.

Students approach the podium like they need something from The Don.

 

In this case the mafia is in designer earrings and green embroidery.

 

Senators and Students throw big words around.

Is there a difference between prestige or pretentious?