A woman against the town hall of her village

 

Following of (link)
  
And a victory for all women
Or "No one is voluntarily wicked*"
  

"Glass jar against iron one never wins",
Perverse fatalism, miserable tune
For poor crushed .. from mercifull businessmen !
Comfortable, useful.

But sometimes it happens that in an unlikely fight
The glass jar, the iron one breaks !
An example for his countless brothers and sisters
Transparent, excluded, lonely -as they mistakenly believe-.

Women, old, outcaste, injured,
Those whom society has left on the road side,
Thrown down into the ditch where they were sent,
No daring to speak, read and barely to think,

So hunted in pack’s to run,
In the quiet continuity
Of an obstinate and childish machism.
 

And here it hapens, by a shooting’s error,
.. -A bit daring shoot !
Against so little taken, no need to adjust-,
That skittles shooted the ball !

But politic is an transverse art
Where rivals devour each others by fellows interposed,
Sometimes skittles promoted balls ! –cheap ones-
Who, as soon as they escape out of the pass,
Run up for the quarry,

Sink -or try to- the tug which drew them before !
When some small-scale "Rastignac"
For cook all of them are warming the stove!
Victory indeed, but the bull at the barks 

Who turns over and rushes

[Tree times!] goes right, crushing the poor thicks,
In front of her, one after one.. 

When the authors of the scenario,
Well stashed far from the arena, in anyway vinners! exult.

Theater : one against five and twenty servants following,
Tomcats giving a little scratch for a fish, talkative cowards,
Revolutionaries of pavement for bisextiles years..
Entertaining and useful play ! As a train, a politic man
Can hides not an other one but a lot in single file

By the smell of the cheese -or of blood- attracted,
Foxes of all kinds at the count of their marbles,
Or of their dividends. Cruel storie,
Not only for the deer became bull

But even more for the hunters
Became deer..
Another collateral damage, a social one, the worst :
In these comrades kinds of fight, nobody wins or looses
But everybody looses [here, what it's calling "left" !]

A shame for the all ; bitter victory, as a Phyrrus one.
But women's victory indeed.

  And thank's for the two hundred signatories of the petition, brave
Supinators of a glass village with disastrous nickname.**

*We can also say "the nasty is someone who is mistaken."
** "St muddles"

HL 

 In french here