Karl Marx said of history,
'History repeats itself, the first time it is tragedy
the second time it appears it appears as farce.'.
Every election I have given my attention to
has continued this theme, with variations.
The tragedies become apparent
when speakers speak in mantras
about their leaders, turning speech
into mantraps for catching votes.
Farce makes it's presence felt
in the bluff and bluster
of speakers who filibuster
to stop others talking.
The speaker only stops
when their audience
has lost all reason
and all will to live.
My solution to this admix
is to keep my distance from it;
the tragedy leaves me angry,
and the farce of repetition
takes all point out of life,
leaving me wondering
'What was I where for... ?'
'History repeats itself, the first time it is tragedy
the second time it appears it appears as farce.'.
Every election I have given my attention to
has continued this theme, with variations.
The tragedies become apparent
when speakers speak in mantras
about their leaders, turning speech
into mantraps for catching votes.
Farce makes it's presence felt
in the bluff and bluster
of speakers who filibuster
to stop others talking.
The speaker only stops
when their audience
has lost all reason
and all will to live.
My solution to this admix
is to keep my distance from it;
the tragedy leaves me angry,
and the farce of repetition
takes all point out of life,
leaving me wondering
'What was I where for... ?'
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