Party politics

I wrote this poem out of total frustration about the politics currently in the UK.  I was trying to imagine myself as a young voter, voting for the first time.

Party politics

I’m in a total quandary

as to how I ought to vote.

Do I follow the mainstream spiel,

or let my ballot float ?

There’s a plethora to choose from,

from blue to red to green.

Yellow is now blue’s best friend,

and red is in between.

Then, of course, there’s all the wings

and all the wets as well.

Left of centre has me stumped.

Does Liberal ring a bell?

UKIP’s now come out to play,

they think they’ve got a chance.

The Unionists just stick around,

Plaid Cymru takes their stance.

Independents stand for what is right,

but we need to know what is wrong.

The Monster Raving Loonies say,

goodbye, farewell, so long!

The Scottish Independent folk

want to change the union flag.

Whether in or out, we just don’t know,

as the cat’s not out of the bag.

Respect, they say they are socialist,

the Marxists disagree.

The Pirate party just bobs along,

as everyone’s out at sea.

Whether it’s in or out, or left or right,

nothing seems to fit.

I’m heading to a darkened room,

as my head’s about to split!!!

 Written by: Teresa Harrison-Best