We Are The Silent

We are the Silent

We are the silent masses

We are the politician’s fools

We are the plain and the ordinary

The hurlers on bar room stools

We are the data fodder

Results in election TV

We are the trendy forecasts

The outcomes they’re waiting to see

The pie-charts on Party tables

The malleable numbers are we

We are the taken for granted

Our opinions assumed to be

Yet silent, we are not unthinking

We see through the hype and the spin

Don’t think for us or make assumptions

We determine who’ll lose or who’ll win.

Our marches and protests don’t matter

We have little to fight with of note

But our numbers, and our secret weapons

Our pencils, and our little vote.

Martin Swords

January 2015

Wicklow Writers