I watched the polls and realized I threw my vote away. <br /> <br />It's not that I didn't want HIM, it's just that I didn't want all who'd come with HIM. <br />All the talking heads with axes to grind who somehow think because the <br />color of their skin is the same as HIS, it gives them rights. <br />Jesse, Al, Oprah... you know who you are... <br /> <br />While I know they rejoice who cheered HIM on, <br />and hope for winds of change, I can't help but wonder <br />what lurks behind the smile of a man who'd sit at the feet of a pastor <br />full of hate for 20 years? <br /> <br />In resignation I lift HIM in prayer. I know that God places our leaders there. <br />I pray for HIS protection, and that of HIS family. <br />With heartfelt fear, I pray HE'LL be MY president too. <br />And I pray the most HIS office won't be used to beat the same old drum <br />which points the finger at me who never owned a slave. <br /> <br />What will it be like to put our faith in HIM? <br />All I know is it has to be better than what has been. <br />The old guard has been relieved and given their mission <br />to move out of the way for change. <br />Thank you very much, do not pass GO, do not collect $200, <br />and don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out! <br />(And thank God you're leaving!) <br /> <br />I look forward to winds of change myself, and only pray <br />they won't topple our world with their fury. <br /> <br /> <br />© 2008 Michael Hunter <br />November 5,2008<br /><br />Michael Hunter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-morning-after-17/
