The Election Games

Poem by Dag Harald Rautio

The Election Games

ring the bells, that’s yours to ring
wield your sword, prime to swing
raise your voice and roar as thunder
let them know, you won’t bow under
draw your line and stay your ground
do not conform, in line and bound
force your assertion, and do it loud
reveal yourself, bold and proud

of power, scrutinize everything
the meek, will inherit nothing
is there any nominee, any candidate
that’ll put the people, before – the State
question and confront any Authority
– hold on, to your integrity
then and only then, do your duty

Illustration: The Throne of Hunger


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