Murder At the Ballot Box
...iii.
What would the ballot box say, if the ballot box spoke?
What would the ballot box relay if the ballot box wrote?
Would it, scream blue murder, and expunge the air from its lungs.
In honor of all of the injustices, and all of the wrongs.
Would it collapse weak, and weep?
Then release details of murders it had had to secretly keep.
The murders at the ballot box.
Or would it be a witness that's been silenced, with signs of bruises and knocks.
Or maybe a freedom fighter fearlessly exposing the lies,
Fighting with such fire in its belly, and just truth in its eyes.
Shining light in the dark places of electoral fraud,
Where the electorate is owed a deficit when an election is flawed.
Where against an orchestral background of human progress, you can hear the odd struck dissonant notes of dissent and discord.
What would the ballot box say; would the ballot box bawl?
Would any of this be any different if this could even happen at all?
But because the ballot box is silent, even when democracy stalls.
The ballot box, same as ever will continue to take the fall.
*Extract from poem - Murder at the Ballot Box
Mike Concise © 2015
www.mikeconcise.com
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