Our Consensus Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Our Consensus

The moment when the cacophony of voices,
at the railway restaurant,
became one, no longer
dusty gibberish mixed with cigarette smoke,
but a real, clear human accent making an utterance;
alas, the voice spoke of mortgages,
the price of heating homes, electricity and food;
the only true
the issue in our civilised world.
So should one be shocked,
isn't that what we have worked towards too?
A life that is mundane that doesn't tax you
with any political philosophy,
any ism of this and
that only leaves you to worry
about the ordinary things like
the ice cream parlour in Vilamoura that sells 21 flavours of ice cream,
now isn't that nice to know and giggle about?