Time To Turn About Aug 2nd,2012 Poem by James Bredin

It seems as though we are standing in history watching it go by,
And our Ottawa politicians think they are up in the sky,
With no binding referendums or death with dignity,
Can't put a pipe across a mountain and other indignities

And nothing political can change as everything stays the same,
As the Parole Board lets them back on the street and no one's to blame,
No set-date elections or proportional equalization,
And less than half of us vote just to show our elation.

And without referendums, we have little or no control,
As Ottawa appointees take the death-without-dignity toll,
We need someone, somewhere, somehow to stand up and shout,
Put a notice on the cathedral door what this is all about.