Our Charter of Rights was written by Pierre Trudeau as best man,
For everyone on earth in a politically correct plan,
No death with dignity or proportional representation,
No requirement to vote but lots of strange litigation.
Abortions by the thousands, never mentioned in the press,
Could that mean that everything is okay and god bless?
No binding referendums or political recall allowed,
And it can’t be changed and therefore it’s so good to feel proud.
And our prime minister cannot be elected by his name,
Less than half Canadians vote in this election game,
And you cannot arrange the schedule of your eventual death,
And after reading this poem; you better stop and take a breath.
MAY 23RD,2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem