Many hands

   thank God they don’t all have a brain

A small group of people

   all with the same interest form a club

They have officers and by-laws

   they don’t follow them

They bicker and take stands on what’s good for the group

   common sense stays at home

They gather in their cliques

   with misplaced loyalties

Change is the enemy

   when someone new is asked to lead

Maintain the status quo

   whether it’s a good idea or not

   because their hands can’t see

So many hands

   showing a microcosm of government

   bogged down by half the number of opinions


Not my usual post, but I needed to vent. In response to Charli Mills June 13, 2019, prompt from Carrot Ranch Literary: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the work of many hands. Is it a cooperative effort or something else? Go where the prompt leads!