In the quiet between the wars
Lies a suspicious unease
Generating desperate attempts
At placating hostile forces.
Concealing inward-facing, jingoistic feelings.
"We must, above all, be politically correct
In our struggle for international probity."
Love thy neighbour in public
Whilst plotting his downfall behind his back.
Steely faces wearing civil servant ties
And civil servant suits and civil servant
Macs – oh how they hate the rain:
It spoils their carefully constructed image,
As they seek to control,
In the quiet, between the wars.