Debate

August 29, 2023 by davidjhopcroft 1 Comment

Debate

Seven men and one woman stood on a stage

Given an opportunity to show they had come of age

We’re potential world leaders they lead us to believe

I listened and wondered what each might achieve

Meanwhile fires were raging turning towns to ash

Many died as they failed to make the emergency dash

Dry tinder and winds helped fan the flames

To those on the stage they were only numbers and names

The mercury rose and the oceans seemed they could boil

The talk was of suntan and how holidays might spoil

There is plastic in the fish we eat every day

Because nobody cares as we throw it away

A continent is ravaged by famine and war

That is just something else they chose to ignore

Bombs are falling children mysteriously disappear

But in this debate all that is just small beer

A nation that is looking for a new leader

Seems obsessed with a man accused of being a cheater

We look from across the pond and are mystified

How they are addicted to a man who has lied and lied

I watch as they play out this archaic procedure

To the delight and relish of a hungry news media

Listening to the same old lines throughout the night

And I’ll bet the new leader will be old male and white

Copyright: David Hopcroft August 2023