We are passive as our leaders gerrymander;
we are powerless, concussed to torpor;
we are given gold pietás as reminders,
that we are sappers, we are the lame supporters;
and like evzone-zombies we are sacrificed.
Cause afterwards the powerful divide and slice;
their election promises have burned to dottle
and oppositions are by their media – throttled.

This weeks lqw-words presented daily on twitter, also linked to Real Toads Open Link Monday. I have included links to all the cumbersome words, so take the opportunity to enhance your vocabulary.
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October 6, 2014
Entertaining AND educational!
Education is what’s best against corruption of those snollygosters.
Bjorn, What’s a voter to do? Well written. 🙂 —Susan
Vote and get disappointed i guess..
Well done… Where did you get the image?
Wikimedia commons
Elections – whatever the context – seem to resolve into rhetoric and propaganda and the outcome never quite meets the electorate’s expectations.
Which is always the intentions of those elected.. (sometimes that’s quite fortunate)..
well expressed. it connects many of us with these common exasperating feelings
ugh. politics is stomach turning…our system is broken and needs fixing…because they promise everything and deliver nothing…
That dottle line( a great word) and rhyme really rocked Bjorn–and the message came through the political back-gabble loud and clear–we are the passive and powerless, and so few of us even are aware of it. Thanks for teaching me a new word, too–evzone, which works really well with zombies.
It’s like you are writing about our country…very well done!!!
To vote or not to vote…when there is no one to vote for
LOL! political games are played everywhere, aren’t they. Goof fuel for poetic commentary!
I’m always happy to learn an new word (or three), and to know that I’m not the only one sickened and angered by the common ways of politics…
i really like your poem, but i’m going to have to visit dictionary.com to properly decipher it! sorta sounds like you’re describing the crazy politicians! 🙂
Click the links for the weird words,,
Excellent. I’m struck by the precision with which you’ve used each WOTD.
Also, your poem expresses, in a slightly terrifying way, what I hear pundits claim all of the time: global politics are local politics, same the world over…