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The Body Politic
poetry [ ]
Freedom from political extremes

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by [steve1 ]

2004-08-30  |     | 



The Body Politic

Could it be that
What stands in the way
Of our country, while it
Pleads the case of freedom,
Is stalemate amongst its
Self chosen leaders?
Isn’t that the issue really?

The exercise of the
Human cause, by the American
Nation, seems plagued by the inability
Of its people to choose. For its power
Of leadership is owned by the few.

They were granted this state of affairs
By the many, as they exercised their vote.
And time and again,
they were bought and sold
by those who said,
they were there for them.

As the karma of the past
Cyclically returns,
So do the men, who were behind it, again
Standing at the bully lectern.

We are free to choose who will
Take us into the future.
But, we are foolish to allow
The past’s refuse to buy our confusion.
That happens through our
Refusal to pay attention.

The Right and Left, are two sides
Of the same coin.
Just as in the body politic joined.
Therefore, let us be led by the heart of
the middle ground and no longer
Allow extremists to usurp our freedom.
Let us not vote for the selfish few.
Let us vote only for them who
Will respect the needs of all humans

Are their any of such pedigree
Amongst the politically astute?
And if not,
what are we to do?
Can’t we choose to treat others
As they would want us to?
The Nation we want is at home
In the Ancient Heart of us all.
Let us each call upon that
And allow the old “Machine” to fall.

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