The Silent Majority

By Allen Curnow, 1970.

I was the Silent Majority,
I never said a Word.
I listened to those in Authority,
Silently I concurred.
I followed my Leaders loyally,
My Silence let Them know
Whatever They said, wherever They led
Was the Way I meant to go.

I was the Silent Majority,
Hitler had my Vote, –
Never a careless Word, Sir,
Never a jarring Note.
Safer to keep my Mouth shut,
And let the Nazis yell, –
Only a fool would keep a Dog
And bark Himself as well.

I was the Silent Majority,
I never howled with the Mob,
I never cried, ‘Crucify Him!’
The Soldiers knew their Job.

I never provoked the Authorities,
Like HIM, the self-styled KING.
I never doubted that Pontius Pilate
Would do the Proper Thing.

I was the Silent Majority.
What else did I have to be?
I never spoke for Myself, Sir,
I let Them speak for Me.
Silent, I gave consent, Sir,
Knowing not What I gave, –
To the last Violence, the deepest Silence,
Of a War’s common Grave.

I was the Silent Majority,
Neither a Voice nor a Face,
I was Nobody multiplied by X,
As dumb as the Dust in Space.
I died in the last Atomic War, –
Following, following fast
Wherever They led, whatever They said,
And Silent, to the Last.

Originally published: New Zealand Herald, 9 May 1970
Biography: Allen Curnow: simply by sailing in a new direction: a biography / Terry Sturm.
Auckland University Press, 2017. ISBN: 9781869408527 Poem: The Silent Majority P.41

About Jodie

It is only by questioning and discussing and attempting to view the world our childrens children will live in, that we start to understand that life isn't a linear process - it is a room of dominoes falling. Our world has a lot of special interests and stakeholders that by default, keep science undone, and economics hooked in the 1920's - resulting in governments that don't address the complexity that is challenging our world. From pollution to mental health (and the cost of food) to the health of our freshwater - it's complex and dynamic. What equilibrium do we want to reach - a healthy vital one or a suffering one?
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