Voting, a duty?

I cannot say that I have been waiting for this time in earnest. I usually do. Any mention of voting for whatever reason normally sends me the good adrenaline rush. Not this time. This time, my voting documents are in one of my kitchen cupboards. And they are staying there. The only crack of daylight they'll see is if I somehow get absolved of being a victim of gross misconduct, abuse of power and a shitload of other things. Because somehow this is the time when I finally finally get to be listened to. And I have. Three cheers mum, sometimes you do something right. Perhaps she does love me in her own way. Because in support my mum's voting documents are staying not in a cupboard but in a drawer. Still locked away from the daylight. And as pre election voting goes, we get door to door visits. And my mum, who is worse with people than I am, suddenly opened her door and voiced her (her daughter's) hurts. And somehow I get important calls from a ministry. Cool, I never knew that quiet mum had so much power, or maybe it's the fact that 4 voters are about to abstain. Last time round, I was promised things would change. So I went to the voting polls. Things changed, for the worse. This time, I'm not about to be so naive. Things have to change before I give my vote, and things have to change for the better. I am still awaiting justice. Had I killed someone I would already have done my time and be free. No I didn't kill anybody, and perhaps that is my mistake. Because some people being killed will not be a loss to a nation at all. And no I don't want revenge, I want what is mine, what should have been mine for a long time ago. I don't care if some pompous old fart with his playboy bunnies think they rule the world. Because nobody rules the world, not even royal old me. We talk about duties, what about talking about rights, my rights for a change? I am so so sure this is just a pre-election stunt, where people with a lot of letters after their name will try to convince me. One went so far as to tell me.... ask not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country. I was livid. I've done enough. Because I too have a lot of letters after my name, but I don't flaunt them. This time, convincing will not do. I have to have cash in hand, literally, because I am owed all of that and much more. If my country does its duty towards me, then I will due my duty and vote. Otherwise, I'm staying put. Period.