“One is never sure, watching two cats washing each other, whether it’s affection, the taste or a trial run for the jugular.”- Helen Thomson

I rarely write social commentary, but sometimes a piece just needs to be written. This one has been bugging me since the 2008 election season began. This piece is not directed at either party, more of the system as a whole. I feel that too often our politicians lose their cause through campaigning, media and lobbyists. I think that solutions to many of our problems are lost because government is dictated by getting money for your district and not what will help the country and the most people in the long run. I won’t get any less ambiguous than that, I’m relatively personal about my beliefs, but I think its a piece that can be related to no matter where you stand.

Aimless

In the cold & the night they prowl;

taunting, infuriating, emerging with growls.

How sudden, the sway of glory and truth:

predictions and graphs and layers of proof.

Forgetting the matter at hand, they drown in

details. Who cares for what’s right? Its sin

& guilt that drive our vote: the abstract,

the surreal. With no true north we’ve lost our path.