Todays newspaper said, “that thing is like this” and the other side said, “no its like that” and the TV blared “that is the way it is!” and the other station said “no it’s this way!”
The pundants on both sides yammered on and on at the political news shows
The signs on the lawns were insistent, large and square
All promising a wonderful new world if they were elected
Am I to take it seriously? Do I act on any of it? Am I to trust them, those people who write and broadcast and yammer?
The people who run for office? Who are they? How did they get so idealistic?
Or corrupted, or fooled, or jaded or even violent
What side do I choose? Is there a side?
What place does one little vote have at the square
Against the Electoral College, or whatever democracy it is, or whatever or why, or where, or how, or—
That game—that dangerous game
Will all the peace people—the people of peace stand arm in arm worldwide and state, “Stop!”
Shall we all sit down and listen to what Mother Earth wants—Her voice of silence can only be heard in silence.