Tuesday, January 20, 2009
He stands.
In the frigid air
Of palid morn
In roused wakefulness
Or sleepy patience
We stood together to see
Our collective come to light
In one man
Who now stands
Belief, hope, future, change
For the things we wish to place on his shoulders
War, poverty, pain
Fear, greed, neglect
The long night
The late night phone call
Simple things we take for granted, til their shadows loom
Yet
He stands
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