The babble of his speech trickles words, same again, never changes.
The spasm of his snake-like-tongue creating lame excuses that everything will be okay - on and on this government minister bleats.
I just sit watching, dazed at the television - wishing this news would end.
Then a glint of light, attractive and silver, is spellbinding to my eyes.
Without my permission, my gaze is hooked and drawn to the windowpane following a travelling night star.
It is escaping the turmoil raging down here on Earth with these politicians and me.
Oh how I wish I could be with it too, and escape this never-ending mayhem.
For 'life and politics' is akin to a crazy train ride - and 'this' train ride has no station for you to step off and depart from!
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