Triple Me
Political campaigns all take a similar path.
They start out with such noble goals;
bring democracy back to the people,
take corruption out of the process.
Time to give all parties due process,
bring fairness back into the fold.
But then the realities set in.
Running a campaign costs money;
“Brother can you spare a twenty?”
Need to find hundreds of write-in votes
if the committee will allow them in.
Leadership already has their favorite picked.
Inevitable corruption seeps in,
power posturing and majority rule
to enforce ultimate control over it all.
Two stooges emerge, and one wins out.
With the financial influencers and horse-trading,
any actual good done for the public at large
seems accidental, ephemeral good fortune
for the actual benefit of all society.
Everything else is just “Me, me and me,”
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