Take Two

`





The weary social consciousness arose,
the adulation reveals
the personification of hope;
What of our communal yesterday?

We, the refugees of our past mistakes,
embodied by a bush that no longer burns,
consumed in the fervent disappointment and disgust.

Our faith is now rewarded -
an olive branch has been offered;
an on one shoulder lay what we only

dare to hope, 'Perhaps, perhaps...'
The journey to that time and day
begins today, sworn in resolutely.

The weary arise to lift their chins.
The din roars above the pros and cons.
The person to lead a nation and a globe sworn in again.
What of our communal tomorrow...?




'

Reviews

[Travis Lawrence]

An inauguration poem I see. During my first read-through, it sounded post-apocalyptic, like a paradigm shift had disrupted the balance and society was starting over. And honestly, I thought it was more fun the read that way.

"We, the refugees of our past mistakes,
embodied by a bush that no longer burns,
consumed in the fervent disappointment and disgust."

I see your clever little pun about a bush, it's nice. I like reading it as the mass-consumptive attitude the human race has taken on "that no longer burns."

I'm 50-50 on Obama because I have a hard time trusting any politician. Is he the greatest puppet ever put forth by the corporate-politico machine, or an infiltrate keeping his friends close and enemies closer?