To Those Who Would Seek Change

To Those Who Would Seek Change

A Poem by Constance

We wanted change, so we cast a vote...

But the ballot box was stuffed as ravioli

Hanging shards and unfixable machines

Oh, but we're not like England...

We don't have a flipping queen.. And they always say sorry

Those men in dark suits and thousand dollar boots

No reason to worry... it'll all be fine

 

No reason to worry... it'll all be fine

The sun will keep rising, the moon and stars

Will always seem to shine in our sky

And we're not like China, we have freedom!

We are free to pay taxes and tow the line

And free to cast a useless vote, and free to lie

Just like those men in dark suits and fancy boots

 

They wanted change, so they started a revolution...

(We don't need one of those... we've got a Constitution!)

They all got shot in the head, but they tried

Didn't fade into the background of voiceless

They made their choices, and they tried to make them take

And is caring about what happens ever really a mistake?

Oh, Mr. Henry, you said "Liberty, or Give ME Death!"

Or so they said you said... But remind me how you died?

 

Remind me again, how did you die?

Did you die chasing a mirage, or living a lie?

Did you die in servitude to a nameless slavemaster?

Did you die working your fingers bare for pennies to feed your child?

Did you die in a cold house alone, having never really lived?

Depending on how it is you live, no one cares just how you die...

And the Liberty Bell's still cracked, and the White House defiled.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 Constance


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Good poem, and better point. Personally, I seek change, because where I live we're practically in limbo. But your point is well-taken. Even though many of us may want change, it's always different kinds of change, and often our goals and strategies contradict and conflict with each other. And, as Ralphy said, people tend to fight for things because of mob mentality without really understanding what it is they fight for, or why. Great piece. :)

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"Oh, but we're not like England...

We don't have a flipping queen.. "

I like those lines.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice. This piece makes you analyze not just the act of change... but the reasons behind it. As usual, your poems are full of substance, intellect and passion. This is very relevant to what we are going through right now in our country. Thanks for writing again!

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Change with substance. Now that's what I'm talkin' 'bout!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Good poem, and better point. Personally, I seek change, because where I live we're practically in limbo. But your point is well-taken. Even though many of us may want change, it's always different kinds of change, and often our goals and strategies contradict and conflict with each other. And, as Ralphy said, people tend to fight for things because of mob mentality without really understanding what it is they fight for, or why. Great piece. :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Oh yeah...Change is great and the wall comes down. But distractions are greater than people can handle, they get lost in the hype...but i'm not sure what all that means, but I do know I damn sure care. I don't want my daughter to go to what I went through, so change is what we need...Nice write

Posted 16 Years Ago


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A Small Town in, KS



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I write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..

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