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The social club across the field
doubles as a polling station.
I don’t drink there but I go;
I can’t decline an invitation.
Called upon to make my mark
I’ll honour my historic right;
my mother said I always should.
Psephologists can take delight
in swings and margins I suppose,
their craft is easy to deride;
whoever wins too many people
end up on the losing side.
It is probably true that through the ages the
very rich have feared the poor ("the mob") for
the perceived possibility of the latter rising
up and seizing what they possess...as happened
in the French Revolution for example. In that instance however, the cause was far too much
self-regard by the comparative few and no care whatever for others. The real survival trick for the wealthiest is to adjust to knowing
and allowing for the fact that most folk seek only to
have enough to live without fear or want, with
no real desire to own estates, yachts et al and
all the hassle (responsibility?) that comes
with them, not least caring in supportive ways for all the staff necessary for their upkeep!
There is a certain irony in the latter, of course.
But as the old adage has it: enough is as good
as a feast. This can apply to life in general.
Aye Travis,
Sometimes I beg only the poorest communities know morality, but are thwarted in conveying this in daily life because of survival. Still, ask the poorest communities would they be willing to share the wealth and look after the ill and infirm and most would sound a resounding yes.
However, power, power and the wealthy, will always divide the poorest peoples, because what is said of poor people, is that, 'they' will want all that you have. That's what was said of the city children who went to the country during WW2, that philosophy, still ruminates today.
It takes poverty to see the light, it take education to resolve issues of discord. The wealthy have their finger on the pulse of education, but rather disuade society from bringing poor people within their intellectual orbit. Poor people have their own morality born of hardships, and the paradox in all of this.
While one side alone wins, global humanity fails, loses.
I get your drift mate, i hope you get mine.
Best wishes blue
Mike
Travis,
I doff my cap to any poet who can get a word
like psephologists into a poem...If you can find a rhyme for it I`ll get down on my knees :)
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Travis Brow
Wed 25th Feb 2015 07:32
Gentlemen thank you; thoughtful comments. The poem sprang from my recent receipt of polling papers confriming residency etc. in advance of the general (and local elections) in May. It struck me that since i first voted i've 'lost' many more elections than i've 'won'. I've come to feel that voting is a sop. Despite my cynicism though, i cannot shuck my mother's admonition that i'm duty bound to vote. She's right; but, pace Rifkind and Straw at al, i wonder why i bother.