Yes And No Poem by keith brown

Yes And No

My place was visited by ants today.
We stamped on them, they went away!

Next day they where here again there numbers multiplied by ten! !
Again we tried to them repel, the numbers now had turned to hell

They invade every aspect of my life, my food, my culture, my dreams, my wife
The've settled for eternity, left very little here for me
Yet!
I was here before they came, I know that things can't be the same.

Impossible to say who's to blame or send them back from whence-they came.
Together seems our only way, yet still the ants must have there say.
Whilst I, it seems have little choice, the ants don't want to hear my voice
Do the ants really care or know! The answer seems both yes and no!

Keith Brown

Sunday, October 1, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: culture,numbers
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Australia must vote on the establishment of a aboriginal voice, currently No lads the polls, many undecided.Written from an indigenous point of view.
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