I Love My President
For he had all the choices in the world
All the luxuries, the best and most sumptuous fare
All the wealth and splendor ... no bother nor care
Yet the backwaters and stable, not Jerusalem
He chose for my sake, my salvation
Generations since Adam and Seth, Noah and Abraham
Yearned to see His face; so my God with Skin On
Chose Mary's womb, an illiterate village maiden
In honoring a simple village girl
My President over Souls and Limitless Constellations
Welcomes every race, gender, color, and all nations
In His Bosom of Forgiveness, if we repent, change direction
What a Leader, what a King, O my very own President
Who created both Jerusalem and Bethlehem, all in the firmament
Walked with simple fishing men, all across the Promised Land
And rode that Last Passover, on a donkey, what a precedent
He healed any who wanted to be healed; yes, before their "time,"
Like the Gentiles, when He had come for the House of Israel then
Faith and desperation, for crumbs like a dog, Phoenician or Centurion
Reveals the currency of this President: Faith in God's Son=One Atonement
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2018
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