Thursday, 9 September 2010

Election Selection

You can hear it vocally, instrumentally

in different varieties:

Coming from the TV in oppositional keys,

asking you to think of them

preferentially and have faith that

they can proficiently run the country.

You don’t have to be a member of

any party to see the dilemma of watching

their hands talking in answer

to different demands on the

budget and education

environmental issues and afghan territory;

and essential governmental reform.

And throughout the uplifting

speeches I can see the public drifting

 unable to see through the plastic

in their enthusiastic, almost gymnastic

mannerisms.

and as they continue to be iconoclastic

with their actions

 its easy to see sarcastic falseness that

they all endeavour in the drastic

cuts ahead.

With the significant certificates

in frames to substantiate claims that they

are real and know the people and how it is

to live and give in to redundancy and

unemployment. Or what its like to

graduate and end up in a state where a lack

of communication and a combined medication

helps the emotional repression of

struggling through a global recession.

Where fuel prices creep and our nation stays deep

In debt. .

And  with the accession of these feeble men

who agree to the progression

of the UK.  And though as Britain

we always stand strong I worry of our

public decisions and the rhythms that keep

coming out of the radio-waves.

The black suited Ferrari-drivers.

 Who forget what the cold

feels like as they perch on hard-seated benches

floating on a sea of green bills.

 surfing through rough high tides.

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