Voting in America 2020: A Perspective Poem
I cannot seem to focus today. You probably know why and, so do I.
Our country’s future seems on the line, but in reality it might be just fine.
My vote has been cast, early this morning, so I am not last.
At the polls, not much of a crowd. Everything seems streamlined, safe and proud.
To the media, I will try not to tune in. I don’t want to hear their explosive din.
I’ll go about my usual day, maybe taking a moment to pray.
And, hope civility will return instead of everyone taking a burn.
A vote is a voice in a race that states your choice.
It is a freedom we enjoy and must all employ.
So I did my duty, and cast my ballot for more beauty.
A more beautiful world, instead of all the insults that are hurled.
Let’s work together I hope the citizens cry. I did my part and now will sip my Chai.
Today is Slice of Life Tuesday. I am offering an “off the cuff” poem written after voting this morning. In the last week, I’ve written two substantial posts – somewhat of a political nature – which is something I rarely ever do. If you would like more substance you can check out those posts. Thanks!
Thanks to TwoWritingTeachers.org for hosting this weekly forum.
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