Discovering a man just hanging on by his finger tips
to the stark and sheer rock face
(they had heard on the wind his cries for help),
the leadership team took a moment in committee
to discuss the correct procedure
and to establish protocol,
then, as agreed and directed, they stamped on his hands.
And, as he fell, they made sure to call down,
advising him to take good care.
They hoped that he would be all right, they said,
and that he would be able to adjust
to the new situation in which he now found himself -
flinging down after him a bar or two
of their Kendal mint cake.
And so they continued on their upward journey,
secure in the knowledge that the right thing had been done, that they had
acted properly and within the guidelines,
been seen to be beyond reproach.
After all, he had been already
on his way down.
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