Get Out the Vote

The station Rupert Murdoch led is up
In minor arms o’er ballots overseas
To servicemen and –women, where the ease
Of heading to the polls, when an eruption
In the local politics allows
A gang or two of bad militiamen
To fire in the streets before, again,
They’re beaten by our soldiers ere espousing
Loyalty to some disturbed regime,
Is less than it would be if back at home,
Where voting hasn’t more than any tome
Requires – lots of study, so to deem
Me qualified to judge, and not, as well,
Evading men who’d send me into hell.