Suddenly, a speech, getting louder --
It's Barack, the S.C. speech.
From where? We stop, listen.
A van drives by slow, megaphoned,
Obama sunrise on its side,
And bursting with campaign signs reading
Hope. Change.
Driver: old, black,
Grinning.
Destination?
The future.
All aboard!
1 comment:
I love this! It's funny: I didn't even realize it was in a poem-like format until I was half-way through reading it.
I think I got hung up on the second line and I thought, "Wait, Barack was in the Common and I missed it!?"
You should submit this somewhere a.s.a.p!
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