The very idea of it
fair distribution
does violence to the picture held
by America-with-a-mask:
A vision of good folk alfresco dining
oblivious (can you believe it?)
to their closest neighbours.
Their frayed neighbours would beg them 
to keep the racket down but know what
reception they would get.
America-with-a-mask at their best
in a reverie, see no futher 
than silken robes of daughters and sons
dancing the familiar steps.
Overtaken with the occasion 
everyone is intoxicated
but any child could tell the emperor
he has no clothes
despite the obscene price tag.
The naked ugly truth clear to see.