Today’s photo prompt:
Dragon’s bidding:
Word limit: 150 word story (10-word leeway) based on the photo prompt.
Silent Voters
I’m a fisherman, like my father and my grandfather. I go out every night and cast my net till dawn. I get a pittance at the market for my hard work and sleepless nights.
You like fish. You pay high prices at the restaurant, while my family can hardly make ends meet. You wear designer suits, and drive a comfortable car. What can you offer us?
You say you want to spend the night with me, on my little boat. You bring warm, waterproof clothes and boots, and the reporters take our picture.
Tomorrow the news will parade your empathy with the poor. You want me to nod, and smile, while the cameras record from the shore.
Tonight you will meet the others, the nameless, countless fishermen, who lost their lives for their families, and their country. Ask them to vote for you, when you join them at the bottom of the sea.
Wave goodbye.
Your journey ends here.
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Rereading Jane Eyre 
Creepy. If that was the fate of most politicians then maybe… things would probably be the same. Sadly.
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I think I got carried away by the general dislike of politicians 🙂 I’m sure some of them are honest….and deserve to live….lol
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I got the dislike of politicians pretty clearly – and I would have to concur; most are pretty sleazy. Your story made me think of the joke: What do you call ten lawyers (politician, they’re all lawyers) on the bottom of the sea A good start.
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I’d never heard that joke! Very clever. I think lawyers and politicians are the least admired professions in all countries nowadays! I always think it’s a pity because some must be doing a good job, I suppose 🙂
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