She was shepherded on stage
After the win, when the whole world wanted to see
The happy family, the secretive three,
Her father waving in a stately way, and mother
Dressed in designer clothes, hair done
That afternoon at Toni and Guy’s,
While Madison stood awkwardly by her side
Looking out across that sea of waving signs,
Her surname out there on their tainted lips,
Not that she had much of a choice up there.
Ugly dress that some consultant picked,
He said it made her look so wholesome when
The country seemed to be falling apart,
Young people these days, with their antisocial ways.
She stands there, stony faced and wishing
That she could be anywhere else, anybody else
As the flashbulbs pop and people chant her name.
One thought on “the politician’s daughter”
It must be really hard, Rachel, for politicians’ kids to be in the limelight like that, when all they want to do is be kids. They didn’t ask for it, and yet, they’re supposed to smile for the camera, the whole thing. It’s got to be really hard on them, and I think you captured it very well.