The Party

When a group is losing power they will have to send out the elderly, women, and children
to fight.
Children cannot hold office.

Election Day

Chinatown Boston.
The Metropolitan building.
Green, Modern, forward,
Scattered in are old world looking buildings and alleyways.
A village, a town.
Russian spoken behind me,
Taishanese to the side and ahead
Yuppies speaking English.
Political people whispering political things with political faces,
Frogs fattened from kickbacks and corruption,
The yuppies are immune to their evil influence.
A shadow of a man exists the polls.
The puppeteer himself
From the days of White until now.
One ovote only for each person.
A vote.
A vote is all that is required.
A vote is all we give. For now.
A child across the streets screams out Obama.
Smiles and walks on as his mother looks on in confusion.
The elderly vote, the young vote,
those who cannot speak English vote,
This one everyone wants to be part of.
A vote is all that is required.
A vote is all we give.