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Don’t listen to anything I say about politics

 

Don’t listen to anything I say about politics

 

What do I know about politics?

I find the whole thing distasteful

Others have studied it

More rigorously than I have

But I can’t really relate to them

I believe in the spirit

I’m a poet not a politician

I don’t believe in Utopias

I like bumbling along

Cuts to welfare have damaged Australia

As has the privatization of the universities

Managerialism is ruining schools

As is Hospitals run for profit & not building more

Public housing is a joke

Not building anymore as I’ve seen our population double

The changing of media ownership laws

To duopolies is dangerous

News Corp is too powerful here

But these are policies

As Jim Morrison said

“I’m not talkin about revolution

I’m talkin about havin a good time!”

Dionysius has nothing in common with Apollo

& I’m not a prophet

As I say we need a media & politicians who focus on policies

I don’t believe in solutions

We saw how that works with Hitler

The selling off of public assets has hurt us

I have no interest in politics

But I see things are unbalanced

Like most decisions in life it boils down to Costs Vs Benefits

But costs doesn’t necessarily mean money

Human costs vs human benefits must come first

Afterall you’re representing us

One I don’t like committees

Two I don’t like clubs

Three I don’t trust people who do

Anyway, don’t listen to anything I say about politics

I’m chattin shit like the rest of ya

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

 

 

 

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