If, Big Boomers - Boom
As ash settles, quiet engulfs the Earth :
No birds, no animals, no people, no ... !
Annihilation complete, even birth.
What was, gone now ! Votes matter ! So, ..., so !
Boys clamor to rule, but, falter to lead.
They can extinguish life, lack empathy.
Tired of bombast, sorry voters plead
Their case : girls matter, seek telepathy
In the cards, not a simplistic answer :
Governing's a gift, unfit a simpleton.
Our World's not a toy, we're not pawns, either.
Our chance, though hidden, beyond convention :
November 8th, the day of reckoning,
Holding the cards; life's, life is beckoning.
Ronald C. Downie