Grabbing That One Brass Ring Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Some choose to ride on the bandwagon,
That fights for rights...
And the replenishing of lost jobs and entitlements.

Others have chosen to ride their bandwagon,
Of less spending to be done...
With an elimination of too much government in their lives.

Both groups are justified,
In the keeping of the visions they have intact.
No one wants to pay for a way of life that is slipping away.

However...
They should not call their activities,
Bandwagons at all.

They should call what they do,
A riding on separate merry-go-rounds.
And build a bigger one,
To ensure all are seeing...
The needs they are seeking,
Have just one brass ring to reach.

And all the horses on that merry-go-round,
Are going up and down as they argue about...
Who amongst them should be credited,
For grabbing that one brass ring.
The only thing that has become more important,
For them...
Than the diminishing of gold,
Slipping away from the hold of their grasp!

Everyone wants diversity.
But no one seems to know what the word means.
Or who should be in a position to define it,
To represent all fighting to keep their divisions...
While a chasing continues for tails they can not catch.