Our Senate... Jan 25th,2014 Poem by James Bredin

OUR SENATE … JAN 25TH,2014
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Our Senate is a rest home for appointed connected hacks,
Till they are seventy five in the Red Chamber having snacks,
It doesn’t make sense in our democracy and it can’t be changed,
They sometimes discuss it in back rooms but it can’t be rearranged.


There are nine vacant soft red seats in our Senate right now,
That means you or I could get an appointment if we knew how,
But we would need party connections in very high places,
Whatever happened to that Senate money scandal in our faces?


To get an appointment you have to be a pretend aristocrat,
You will be higher than a bureaucrat or a technocrat,
You can pretend you’re very important and maybe you are,
Much better than working in your uncle’s Toronto bar.

JAN 25TH,2014