The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Where are we going on this Continent?
Where are we going on this Continent?
Why not a formal customs union together?
We have so much in common including the weather,
And itís a toss up whose politicians are worse,
Which idiot will speak first or last or even curse?
The right and the left on both sides have their friends,
Waiting to see what their own party recommends,
Trying to breathe fire and draw attention to themselves,
With time worn ideas they found on old shelves.
Media, unions and bureaucrats have agenda,
Pumped out of course in their status quo propaganda,
Pompous politicians scream sovereignty and stall,
What they really mean is they want no changes at all.
Itís just that they want to stay in Ottawa for life,
With their friends and companions enjoying the highlife,
We need a spokesperson for this continent of ours,
Disregard the screamers protecting their powers.
We need a visionary to lead us out of this mess,
As politics of protectionism puts us in distress,
Someone not blind who can see the way out,
Because where weíre going we can do without.