The ones who showed up
(Nothing better to do)
Who responded – what luck!
This dispassionate few
Lacking courage; conviction;
Lose energy fast
As they gawk at the faction
All hurrying past
This embarrassing spectacle;
Lacklustre, bored;
Ensuring their protest
Is safely ignored…
What happened to fervour
And faith in a cause?
Results of endeavour
Wrought change, not just snores
You want anyone
To accept your world view?
Then there’s work to be done
And it’s all up to you
Not a person will heed
Any nonsense you spout
If you, hasty to lead
Fail to plan for the bout
So don’t wing it on camera
Prepare with a script
Ere the freedom to clamour
Is hastily stripped
Once your message is seen
To be patently dull
You’ll have blown it on screen
For the others as well
The vast majority of protesters I see on television just don’t look to be sincere. Expressing mock anger does not get my attention. Breaking things does get my attention, but not in a positive way… Great poem. Your conviction is both evident, and entertaining.
Thank you, Myke.