Days of Uncertainty
Lady Liberty's torch will slowly solemnly rise
During these sixty-plus days of uncertain sorrows
Before we, the people, can lift our moistened eyes
And think about brighter, more positive tomorrows.
Each day we fear what next dreaded act of desperation
What despicable decision will imperil our future
Even with the new administration in preparation
Each day makes us more and more unsure.
We count unsteady days until the sordid past is history
We try to be encouraged by our newly elected leader
Still we find it extremely difficult to avoid feeling jittery
Its hard to calm our minds long enough to take a breather.
Never in our history have we experienced such a time
While feeling the piercing jabs of loathing on every side
Or found so difficult the mount of right and good to climb
How grateful we are to have Lady Liberty as our guide.
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