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The Polling Place

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The Polling Place

The November skies darken early
Citizens walk in 
To vote
Nationwide elections
High school gym
Opened just for them 
Voices echo in the large hall
Clerks check names and addresses
Pointing to names in musty ledgers
As lines get longer.

The ones I can spot 
Are the old veterans
Who spent their youth at
D-Day, Battle of the Bulge, Guadalcanal
I say 
Courage to them 
Who knew how to be brave 
At so young an age
They walk slowly now
Wives often leading  
You sense that for them
Time is running out
The hour glass near empty
They never bragged all that much
To them voting is a right.

You can spot the others
Waiting on line
Veterans of 
Korea and Viet-Nam
They walk a little faster
Stand a little taller
But time will catch up
And the hour glass will reach its mark.

The voting is over
Discarded papers litter the floor
Doors locked
Lights turned off
As darkness slips into the empty hall.

Across town
Politicians congratulate 
The winners 
Deal are made
Promises promised 
And on this cold night 
Honest taxpayers turn in bed  
Knowing that the next workday
Always comes early.


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