Observed On My Travels
There it sits nailed to its tree
So long after the event…so long
A statement of intent to make
And yet the message was lost to me
Sadly, lost within their ignorance
Here we have a living thing
It has lived longer than you or I
Vital for our survival…essential
Wounded, yet still very much alive this tree
And how one rusty nail speaks volumes
As it holds it’s now faded sign
VOTE FOR ME!
Loudly it proclaims
Or something along those lines
They care about the environment apparently
So they say without a trace of irony
Vote for me?
No thank you…