Manure

Manure.

That is my thought on election night.

So much stuff that has been tossed

Around by the powers that be,

As well as by we the people.

Why does it have to be like this?

Who wants to feel like our country is

Being torn apart by two people, or

The people behind those people, or

The people behind them?

I hate it for our country, because

We are so much better than a bunch of

Trash talk aimed at pushing our favorite

Candidate to the top, while instead

We are tearing everybody down,

Including ourselves.

Damn, I can’t wait for closing time.

That will be a sweet hour.

Many of us won’t sleep well tonight,

Maybe for many nights.

We’ll be worried about the fate

Of the country we love,

The lives we’ve worked hard

To build for ourselves,

The future for our children.

Tonight, though, I’ll stick with

Manure.