OK. We’re on the other side of the European elections and I feel like we’re going to hell in a political hand-basket. Turn out at voting is so damned low it makes me feel ill. I don’t think I’m an alarmist, but I do worry that we’re sleepwalking into something very, very dark. Voting turn out is low, low, low and it allows political extremists to rise to the top like the scum that they are. A disproportionately low turn out allows for a disproportionately high representation of the so-called marginal parties in the European Parliament. It’s downright dangerous. Get your behinds off the sofa next time, please?
and your gift of the gab has played tricks with my mind.
You’ve courted, persuaded, played to my tune,
dazzled and sparkled, my energy’s consumed.
Resistance is futile, you believe in your power
whilst my boat of lost hope is bound to founder
on rocks of persuasion; as politicians stand
I can’t help but wondering – are we all damned?
This week, on dVerse Meeting the Bar, Karin has asked us to write in slant, or near rhyme, which I enjoy both reading, and writing. I’m posting early and linking up to Karin’s post later, as I will be hot-footing it to the polling station to vote in the European elections. As you can see from my poem, I do wonder at the sanity of it all, but better to vote than not at all, that’s not in question. My personal politics, other than ones I have shared before on the future of our planet are not for here, but I imagine you have a fair idea of the sorts of things I really can’t abide.
By the way, the title of my piece, ‘Rotten Borough’, is the name that was used for parliamentary boroughs or constituencies in the UK which had a very small electorate and could be used by a patron to gain undue influence in the House of Commons until the Reform Act of 1832, which disenfranchised them. For example, Old Sarum in Wiltshire had 3 house, 7 voters and 2 Members of Parliament! See Wikipedia for more examples!
Please pop over to dVerse to see how others have risen to the slant rhyme challenge – I will be hooking up and linking up later!
Below is my offering for week 89′s Trifecta challenge word, which is ‘weak’. As you will see from the relevant blog post, the challenge is to write between 33 and 333 words of fiction, non-fiction, poetry or prose, based on the 3rd definition from the Merriam Webster’s Online Dictionary. This week the 3rd definition of ‘weak’ is:
– not factually grounded or logically presented <a weak argument>
Here’s my offering below – I hope you like it! Please check here for the other entries!
– Reclamation –
Because your turn of phrase is weak
Because with only lies you speak
Because I sorrow at your smile
Because my memories are vile
Because my trust in you has gone
Because you always thought you shone
at persuasion – you were wrong.
I have learned my lesson well
I read the clues, I marked the tell
I picture you and shudder hard
I stupidly let down my guard
I was too eager, so naive
I was so ready to believe
in you – my king of thieves.
Because I swallowed all you said
I watched your TV talking head
Because I helped you win your seat
I can now undo that feat
Because the power is mine, not yours
I will find a better cause.
Democracy – for you it’s flawed.