The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Canadian Reality Show
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We have politicians, who would sell their souls for a dime,
Then appoint judges inclined to fudge and seem so soft on crime,
Where hookers are not allowed to ply their trade in public places,
Where we’re denied euthanasia but have abortions in our faces.
We’re denied binding referendums or recall of politicians,
And only they are allowed to debate these steadfast conditions,
In Parliament where they like to point their fingers back and forth,
But the system has never and will never change henceforth.
And like judges; senators are appointed by politicians,
Blatant favoritism condoned with no expositions,
And nothing changes - never -- except the names on their chairs,
Can’t disturb the status quo but why does no one seem to care?
If you find a politician you feel you can trust, let me know,
I’m sure there’s one out there, who is not just in it for the dough,
Someone who believes in democracy and the will of us all,
That means binding referendums and political recall.