Is your manifesto your beliefs manifest,
will actions and deeds put them to the test,
or are your words empty like all the rest?
Is yours a vision of a bright new dawn,
Is hope your gift where hope is forlorn?
Do you seek to serve, do you seek to inspire,
Or is it for fame, power, desire?
Will you stand for those with no voice on the street,
Will you pull him up back onto his feet?
We’ve had enough of forked tongues, weasel words,
Words uttered without passion,
Fancy phrases seem to come and go like fashion.
Do you say what you mean,
Do you mean what you say,
Or are they just words,
Just words for one day?