This poem was originally written in October, 2018.  At the time, it seemed more of a reflective piece, written prior to the elections in November of that year.  The text has been edited to update the overall style, but the original theme remains the same.  In light of the election of 2020, it seems to be an appropriate time to publish this poem again.

Voting has finally finished for yet another election

Americans have once again made their selections

 

As the election numbers begin to trickle in

People grow anxious to learn who will win

 

The past weeks have bombarded the airwaves with ads

Some of their messages are so negative and very sad

 

Candidates rekindle passions with their positions

Voters seek news outlets with impartial conditions

 

Democratic or Republican, both sides seek votes

Our world seems confused, filling with wild oats

 

Many look back at the past and yearn to return

But so much has changed in taking a wrong turn

 

Any nation steps forward, when citizens rally as one

Coming together, putting country ahead of anyone

 

Falling asleep in his chair, with the television still on

He awakens to see a nation coming together at dawn

 

America is the home of the brave and the land of the free

Let us all make our country as proud as it should really be