Everything is political.
Every thought, word and deed
propels us at top speed.
Day in and day out,
hour after hour,
to reach for our power.
Children wield power well,
if unknowingly.
They use it incessantly
from womb to tomb.
Dust to dust
politics is a must
to thrive, indeed to just survive.
Politics is the skill to find a safe way
to live another day.
Deplore it, if you will.
Ignore it at your peril.
Feel free to laugh and play
while others guard your way.
Until others stop,
until they drop
all pretense of care
while you have been unaware
their needs have taken center stage
and your insistence
turns to resistance
to their formerly hidden rage.
annarino writes 