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About This Poem
Silent Votes
Voting Tuesday came around.
The news would tell it all.
The candidates still shaking hands.
Outside the voting poll.
The signs were still on countless lawns.
Results were coming in.
The candidates were waiting.
To find out who would win.
But when the polls reported.
All were shocked to hear.
Only five percent had cast their vote.
A first that year.
It seemed the people had grown bored.
With all the campaign fads.
All the broken promises.
And 30-second ads.
They tired of the many lies.
Thrown carelessly about.
They all refused the choices.
Of this there was no doubt.
And so they all decided.
That they would not appear.
Their silent votes uncounted.
Their statement quite austere.
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