UNDECIDING

DEAR UNDECIDING

I’ll dither my way to salvation

– the grey man said.

I’ll stand idly by,

blown by the wind.

I’ll keep my powder dry,

sit on the fence

until the cows come home.

I’m in love with everyone and none

– the dithering woman said.

I am a little lemming,

a lap dog in the crowd,

you’ve nothing to fear from me.

you’ll never know whom I am,

withholding my love.

a neutral heart,

throbbing without desire

This is your issue,

(I have my own).

I wish I’d never heard your stories.

I am a man.

This is for women .

Who am I to interfere?

I am a woman.

This is for more worthy minds

I wish I’d been deaf to your stories.

Wake me up

when you’ve decided

what world we should live in.

PS The polls are open now.

Yes

I will vote. Yes I will vote with my body. Yes I will vote with my mind. Yes I will vote with a heart that has a right to life. Yes – we have a right to vote for what is right, for what is love, for what is precious, for what is ordained to be true. I will vote, yes vote for what my conscience knows is the right thing to do – to make Ireland great again – to bring back the love into the fabric of our kind, considerate society – wholly Irish, wholly wholly wholly true to the one true faith, our faith in human dignity, human nature, human life.

I shall vote.

Yes I shall vote

With all my might

With all my right

Dear dear people – vote – whatever you do vote.

Yes you have won the right – to vote with love.

Yes to vote with love in your heart.

You’ll never vote alone.

Oh yes, oh yes – bless you