Prompt from Brewer: ‘For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) System,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.’
Understanding is at the roots of management,
but first one comes to understand the nature
of the one who understands.
Clear the body, first, of tension.
After, clear the mind of thought
and strip desire from the soul.
Ask, then, for what worthwhile purpose
the system must be managed, or if
by nature, it might manage better
on its own.
Management System [a prose poem of sorts]. Copyright © 2017-04-16, by E. W. Bennefeld.