Doug's Blog

To Fiscal Responsibility

The following is part of a poem that I wrote entitled, "The Three Ironies of Me"

The second one is tough as nails, to go against the grain,

To preach that we spend far too much, for results that never change.

More money now or money then, the answer we will never know,

But a question's missed that we should ask, how do we make the future grow?

Money abounds in every town, and is spread across the land,

But spending too much leaves our children, just a cold and empty hand.

They say there's nothing we can't have, because we are rich and filthy so,

We made sacrifices for several years, so onward spending we will go.

But there never has and never is, a place in the history books we read,

That says the sacrificing is ever done, and that we get all we ever need.

The onus of every genveration, through time and age again,

Is that we build life for tomorrow, because Alberta never ends.

Yet all I hear across the land, is that no one cares just how,

But if you hope to win again, you will give it to me now.

And so I think about the future, the one I build for my sons,

And I know that I must make a stand, because the sacrificing's never done.

We double spending in ten short years, and everyone cries its tough,

We spend more here than anywhere, and still its not enough.

We won't give up one little thing, we want more than we need,

Spend it all until none is left, could be Alberta's creed.

But it won't be you who has to pay, you won't be broke in line at the till,

You will have had everthing you want, it is the next generation who will.

So get elected by spending it all, or build something my sons can see,

That sumes up the consequence, and the second irony of me.

But never fear for I understand, the young role that I must play,

That I will make the future bright, come hell or judgement day.