I stand in the long queue of ladies
Curtained Electronic Voting Machines wait too
While posse of sweating police silently guards.
I am to choose a lesser evil
And the EVMs will collect abstract dreams
The cheeky old sun winks at the police.
Political anti-heroes shake on the edge of denouement
with abated breath.
Posted for Susan’s Midweek motif ~ Suffrage, the right to vote @ Poets United