the life of a vote

the mythical life of a vote,

for one so hopes,

is to cast belief, 

as if an act of ritual-confirming.

there could be future blessings applied,

benefits out of beliefs,

sunny days out of future seasons,

right livelihood sent forth,

the care of many in the hands of few.

the psychology of mass consciousness 

applied towards practical views.

the earnestness of belief, 

placed by an act of directed intention,

possibly has become,

yet another ritual of disenfranchisement. 

what is a vote?

a bouquet of principles presented for viewing.

a fragrance of futures 

in a field individual growers.

how belief lives on a winter of thin ice,

expecting summer to come from a vote.

maybe vote would be more impactful,

if shoulder to shoulder was part of its means.

if imaging was less of tactics

and more of real face to face.

if competency was the show-face of everyday life.

if the rigor of our culture was empathetically active.

but vote is only a stare down.

you look at what they say

and they stare back

at what you need to hear.

it's more of a lottery game of wish-fulls. 

when a method goes into madness,

what happens is fallout has prominence. 

how to invent something if impact as meaningful.

vote, as a ritual, dies a thousand deaths in usage.

people pay no heed any more.

there is no comeuppance to decisions made.

no care for registering one's attention grasp.

it is what it is,

without the greasing of vote applied

or even consensus as loosely applied.

we are all still currently skating around,

waiting for the spring of life to arrive,

but voting that the sun will come up

in the minds and the hearts of others.

that is a race the metaphors run

and the winner gets to act out

their own version of interpreting the collective,

with their self in mind.

and we pledge to vote,

based on either their think skills demonstrated

or the beliefs we have in them going forward.

there has to be a better means

of expressing belief and conveying trust,

than voting.

as if we are a society, 

that expects voting to be the nose ring

that leads us all to a better life,

riding the bull we elected . . .